Spent the last week or so since having the sex being in a strange new state of being. I am more confident, more sexually relaxed (which apparently includes spontaneous outbursts of sexual humor–I think I had forgotten that part), yet also more lazy and more selfish without being self-centered. Allow me to explicate.
I am about 7,000 words from a 1st draft of Underland or Westerworld or whatever it’s going to be called. Considering I began it sometime late October, to be at 43,000 words right now is nothing to sneeze at. Rewriting will possibly be more of a chore, but maybe not — as I told Alex recently, those of us who have the rare blessing of being instinctively good at a subject (English, for example) tend to do better under deadline and with little time. We seem to revise the good out of things any other way.
So, Westerworld is an alternate world in an independently published children’s series, and out of respect for the author (not fear of legal ramification), I’m changing the name to Underland, an Underworld/Wonderland pun.
It’s coming along nicely, if slowly. Two Rabbits and Allison are great foils for one another, and I’ve come up with some Gaimanish ideas already. Law of Ironies is an immeasurable source of material.
“I Was a Teen-age Prom Queen!” RealmsCon rough cut is online on Veoh.com on my Channel 23. It got a very good reaction at the Con, according to Matt and Des.
So, I’ve hit an eventual plateau in my writing career: I’m trying to write my own Alice in Wonderland. Or, more accurately, Alice in Oz on robot steroids and none too happy about this whole Wicked Red Witch Queen of the West deal, plus the Tin Woodman is an android and everything’s a song reference like the Scarecrow’s name is Iggy Stardust and Alice is Allison actually, after the Pixies song. Also there’s an Aztec god named Two Rabbits, sun gods, and a Law of Ironies that allows for things like the Nagasaki bomb killing the dinosaurs. And, as always, astrology and the Tarot, my go to occult reference charts for archetypes. The name came to me in a dream where I found my book, already written by someone else, and it was called Westerworld. I looked for a really long time and found a western clothes store in Oklahoma with the name, so I think I’m in the clear.
Meanwhile, nearing an end to filming of Prompocalypse, and writing issue #1 of Border City. I just finished copyediting Divine Apathy, and hopefully Alex will be done giving me notes on Teen Age Waste Land shortly. It would be really awesome to have all of that stuff done for RealmsCon in September.
Anyway, it’s real late and I should get to bed, though I had a late cup of coffee that’s probably gonna keep me up anyway.