This week I'm trying to get two stories ready for submission to specific calls in the hope they might sell. One is the story formally known as "Infinity Girl and the Shadow" (and is going to be renamed if it kills me) and the other is (also about to be renamed) "Washed Up Upon the Shore". The call for the former shuts on Thursday, the one for the later at the end of the month.
Guess which story I'm working on right now?
Yeah, the one not due for another few weeks. But, I suppose, at least I'm trying to write something.
Actually, it's not that bad; I spent most of Sunday cutting 1500 words out of my magical girl story. It's pretty close to done and I'm remembered how much I like redrafting when I actually focus on the work, when I cut things because they're extraneous, it feels like I'm good at what I do and the story is all the more polished for it. Especially as the tilt on this isn't the and never had been the superheroness (in this case the magical girlness) of the story but how that impacts on reality and the protagonist's life and relationships.
"Washed Up" (which is probably going to be renamed "Like Pearls, Spilled and Scattered") is about what makes a person and how purpose can sometimes override memory, personality. Good people will do good things, even if you strip them to the bone, because of who they are in their core. Oh and it's my attempt at a Lovecraftian story without the Lovecraft but all the magic and mysticism. I'll definitely be returning to this world, though not the same area.
I just wish it wasn't so warm out, this really kills my ability to be creative.