The Year of My Socks, Two-Thousand and Eighteen
If you’re one of the three people that actually keeps track of the progress bar there to the right of the blog, you’re probably wondering why in the name of the unholy new maths Project Tennyson hasn’t advanced in any way, shape, or identifiable form in, like, months. Literally, I think the last time I … Continue reading Writing really, REALLY is rewriting
Since the moment I started stumbling along the path to becoming America’s Next Top Model a (someday) published author back in 2010, one of the most awesome things about the journey has been hitting new and ever more exciting highs along the way. For instance, eighteen months or so ago, one of the beta readers … Continue reading The next greatest thing
Well, that didn’t last long. Just a mere three weeks ago, I was basking in the glow of having finished a draft of OTHER THING. I had nothing but time on my hands, which I happily spent trying not to send myself to Happy Acres Sanitarium by fretting over whether those 48,000-ish words were ickier … Continue reading Again with the whining and the excuses (or, Starting a new novel, revisited)
So, I guess when I wrote this post about the little, everyday rewards I’d give myself after accomplishing a day’s word count, I promised that after finishing the initial draft of OTHER THING, I’d write a post about how I actually go about the work of drafting a novel. And, well, as you can see … Continue reading How I (actually) write a book
Hey there! Remember me? You know, the guy who makes up the seemingly never-ending stream of words that go here? You’ll all be glad to hear that I’m back and ready and rarin’ to go. Well, okay, hopefully some of you will be glad to hear that, at least. Right? Or a couple of you, … Continue reading My Summer Vacation, 2013: We stared into The Mouse’s beady eyes and lived to tell the tale
Okay, so this isn't, like, step-by-step instructions detailing how I go about concocting all the words that eventually make up draft zero of a new novel. I mean, if you really want to read about that, I'll be happy to give you a big bulleted list that'll mostly be alternating points of weeping into the … Continue reading How a book gets written
I’m not messing around when I said “a quick warning,” because I’ve reached that point again. I’ve got the last few chapters of OTHER THING in my sights, meaning I expect to finish it this week. Huzzah for finishing drafts of books, right? Right. Except. I’ve given myself a pretty firm deadline to type the … Continue reading A quick warning and a tale of two books
When I left work on Friday, I had hopes of spending my weekend in a sort of lazy, bachelor-style fugue. That kind of shiftless, laying-about that would, of course, include hours and hours on a couch with a movie marathon or a baseball spree, the consumption of a whole host of terrible, processed, microwaveable meals, … Continue reading Getting to work (What I’ve already learned from having an agent)
