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February 2016

In addition to trying this whole blog weekly thing, I’m going to try this thing where I keep you updated on what I’m working on. If nothing else, it ought to give me a headspace where I keep organized and keep things going. And possibly keep me from getting as behind as I did last year. Oops.

The Long Road – Oh my poor baby. This story’s been with me a while, but I think I might finally have figured out how to write it in a way that I’m happy with. So I’m drafting this story based originally in the premise of: if one of the oldest forms of magic is name magic, what do you do when a valuable heir to a faerie empire doesn’t have a name? The young prince grows up completely unaware of his heritage, makes friends, lives a very long life before his father comes looking to bring him back to his purported kingdom. But by this time, he’s not any sort of prince the faery kindom would recognize.

White Lightning – The long put off sequel to Black Ice because I had no idea how hard and complicated writing an entire anthology on my own would be. Hint: Very. I don’t recommend it. I do, however, recommend Black Ice because it’s fun and there are premeditated moose. White Lightning takes place a short time after, dealing with a different set of characters and focus mostly on the fae and how they interact with the world today. This anthology is mostly drafted, I’m just working on edits at this point. Long, long edits.

Will Shakespeare: A Play – A group of college students, still living in the same area after school, find themselves somewhat adrift. To combat this, a few of them decide to write and stage a play to bring them back together and remind themselves that despite the grinding monotony of their day jobs, they are still brilliant at the creative work they used to do and still love. The play, of course, stars Will Shakespeare as an aspiring playwright, and the main authors of it are a young couple named Romeo and Juliet. I blame tumblr for this entirely. And various friends for encouraging me. This isn’t even in drafts yet, so I wouldn’t look too hard for it.

Sandborn – A novel of the Blasted Lands, a world where magic was the ruination of the land and the people in its path, reducing everything to desert with more and more viable land being used up every generation. Unto this wasteland a child is born with the stubbornness of her father and the insight of her mother and the magical ability of both. Not that she knows it until someone comes a-hunting and the only folk standing between her and an unpleasant death are the wandering carnival she just met. In the final stages of edits, and hopefully to be out soon.

The Queen and her Parliament – This was originally supposed to be a novella for paid release. But after January, that doesn’t seem right. The serial numbers have been fairly well filed off, but the origins of this story lie in what should be a very recognizable movie. Your clue: a parliament of barn owls.

Just The Facts, Ma’am: Black Ice

This is the first post I’ve ever made along these lines. It’s hard to describe Black Ice without getting into some serious spoilers, or it feels like that at the start. All the salacious parts are the juicy secrets! I can tell you it’s an anthology, a braided novel, a book of related stories set in the same urban fantasy world. The same city, even. One of those world in an urban microcosm things. I can tell you with a straight face that it does not have werewolves or vampires in it. Nor does it have plucky teenage heroines, or sultry outsider detectives chased after by lustful members of the opposite sex. Or the same sex. Either way.

What does it have? Lordy. It does have a detective protagonist in two stories. It has a plucky heroine, I’ll admit it right now. I like stories with plucky heroines, they remind me of me. It has non-humans, and it does have faeries, I’ll be up front about that right now. Not the super-pretty fine and courtly faeries, though. I’m leaving the politics out of it for now. It has a faerie and her girlfriend, bystanders who get hit and bystanders who punch back, zombies, conspiracies, mysteries, murder, explosions, desperation, friendships, lies, and socks.

I’m not even kidding about the socks.

When I started Black Ice it was a short story. Several years ago I had dived back into the world of noir and pulp in a big way, and thought I would break out the old writing muscles and see how rusty I was at it. And because I’ve been a big fan of urban fantasy since elves drove racecars, well, why not? I told a short story about a necromancer and a detective, but when I was done there were more questions than answers. What were Hellhounds? What did the perpetrators not want anyone to find out? Clearly this needed another story. And another one after that. And then I did other writing challenges, and this world had percolated and grown so much in the back of my mind that, well, why not set these stories there? A magically enforced romantic soul-bond  was the perfect thing for a horror story, and she became my second protagonist, my heroine. Randi Teller, who refused to let her mother or anyone else call her Miranda and who was most comfortable getting her hands dirty in the middle of a crisis.

Other ideas for urban fantasy and supernatural fiction got folded into the world of Black Ice, which picked up the nickname Black Mold for how it kept growing. The faeries developed a mafia. The zombies rejoined ordinary life. By the time Nanowrimo came around again I had enough material for a Nano-novel, the culmination of this first collection, though I knew I’d have stories left over. So this final novella in the Black Ice anthology brings together several characters in the awareness that Something Bad Is Going On, and the leftover material goes into the two books to come, White Lightning and Gray Matters.

What else can I tell you about Black Ice? If I were to shoot it as a movie, I’d get Luc Besson to direct, maybe to collaborate with Timur Bekmambetov. I’d have Guillermo del Toro consult on the designs for the non-human characters with their non-human faces, even some of the non-human homes, though we won’t see those until White Lightning at best. I’ve already talked some about the soundtrack, but for the score maybe Graeme Revell, or Jeff Danna for White Lightning. For casting, well. I’ll leave that to the imagination of the reader. I do have my own ideas, but that’s between me, the Editrix, and my girls. What else can I tell you about Black Ice? I’ll be talking it up here and elsewhere, and if you’ve been reading Gods and Monsters you’ll have a fair idea of what it sounds like, with a bit more cigarette smoke and road coffee. Keep an eye out. Keep a corner of an eye out. I’m sure you’ll see something interesting.