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At 2230 Tonight I Will Suddenly Age By an Entire Year! Unless I Die Before Then

February 17, 2012 by

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Except not today. Because today is my birthday. So today this…             (Artists rendering of possible activities. May be somewhat misleading in content. Also I am taller than that.)

That Awkward Moment When You Read a Sentence And it Doesn’t End the Way You Thought it Octopus

February 16, 2012 by

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I’m beginning to get nervous about the length of Wizards. Not that it’s actually that long as of yet but… it’s like I’m drawing something and even though only a small section exists I can see the shape of what’s coming and… I’m afraid my theory of how much of the plot I am going […]

Just So We’re Clear, Seven Hours of Sleep in Two Days is Not Enough

February 15, 2012 by

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So according to Rick my newly developed sleeping patterns are an illustration of a Karnaugh map. An array of Yes, No and I don’t care leaving me with not enough sleep.* This is like the time Arkem convinced Shig to forge my signature on the internet by telling him it looked like math. For the […]

Nuke Them From Orbit. It’s the Only Way to Be Sure.

February 14, 2012 by

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Me: I need to stop reading about serial killers. I’m starting to dream about them. Rick: And become one. Me: What? Rick: On your blog today… Me: No! That’s totally different. That wasn’t serial killing. That was… well, one at a time, in isolation, not one after another until they’re all dead. Not serial killing. […]

Don’t Try to Prove You’re Not Drunk

February 13, 2012 by

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Last week I started running through and editing the first few chapters of Wizards. Just a little. Just to make sure where I started and what I think I’m writing are actually the same thing. So far the editing has mostly been me thinking, He needs to be more drunk. Which of course makes me […]

The Horrible Unreasoning Fear That THIS Would Happen

February 10, 2012 by

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I have reached the rather odd point in my life where I now buy books rather than borrowing from somewhere to read first. I’m not sure why this is odd. Perhaps it’s not. Perhaps everyone does that. But I used to live with a book courier (a.k.a librarian-mother-who-would-bring-me-books) and spend a rather obscene amount of […]

How the Apocalypse Happens

February 9, 2012 by

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Paul S: Are you still looking for good names? Me: I am always looking for names. I have a collection. I chloroform them and pin them to the wall and cackle with glee. Paul S: Hopefully they “go to sleep and never wake” from the chloroform — rather than wake up pinned to a collection […]

The Dark Side is a Choice

February 8, 2012 by

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While I was wrestling with yet another version of a synopsis for Path the other day (this one encapsulating the series as a whole rather than just the first book) I realised there’s a recurring narrative element I hadn’t been fully aware of previously. It’s about the different flavours of dark side you can go. […]

What Legends Are Made Of

February 7, 2012 by

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There’s a rhyme you probably know: Sugar and spice and all things nice, that’s what little girls are made of. Slime and snails and puppy dogs tails, that’s what little boys are made of. It’s a rather stupid rhyme. Which made me want to be something else entirely. But once upon a time the title […]

Killing People Takes Me to My Happy Place

February 6, 2012 by

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I’ve known how Path (the series) ends for a while now (which is immeasurably comforting) but that just means I can see all six thousand plot strands and characters threads that are converging on the final book. And right now it like it’s going to be this dense, frenetic cascade of trauma and I just […]