Reading and writing
Sep. 26th, 2006 04:15 pmWriting: proofs are now winging their way back to Macmillan, on schedule. I'm working on a short story about alt-Victorians catching Things in jars. I read a bit of it out at an autumn equinox bash the other night and it seemed to go down well...Otherwise I am formulating novel notes for the next Chen book, working up to a further revise of VANISH, and my writing mind is circling something completely new and completely different.
Plans for Fabulous Whitby are still on track; we're waiting for a couple of final submissions. It's all rather later than we originally planned, due to Stuff, but going well.
The cover illustrations are underway.
Reading: I've been ploughing through the latest batch of InterZone subs - some pretty good stuff. I've just read something I consider to be brilliant - won't say who the author is, but he's very well established. Deservedly.
Otherwise, a complete change of direction in the form of Francesca Lia Block's NECKLACE OF KISSES, which is charming. I like her other Weetzie books (they're unexpectedly dark and also one of the few things I've read which make me want to visit LA - that sense of enchantment of place comes across very strongly).
The to-be-read pile is now so vast that it isn't a pile. I call it 'bookshelves.'
Plans for Fabulous Whitby are still on track; we're waiting for a couple of final submissions. It's all rather later than we originally planned, due to Stuff, but going well.
The cover illustrations are underway.
Reading: I've been ploughing through the latest batch of InterZone subs - some pretty good stuff. I've just read something I consider to be brilliant - won't say who the author is, but he's very well established. Deservedly.
Otherwise, a complete change of direction in the form of Francesca Lia Block's NECKLACE OF KISSES, which is charming. I like her other Weetzie books (they're unexpectedly dark and also one of the few things I've read which make me want to visit LA - that sense of enchantment of place comes across very strongly).
The to-be-read pile is now so vast that it isn't a pile. I call it 'bookshelves.'