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This is another of the (few) completed stories I've written. It goes way back... to the first creative writing course I took in college... about 16 years ago or so. It's been ages since I've looked at it, but I can tell you it's rough, not very polished. I remember being inspired by Stephen King while writing this, too.

It's about 3215 words in length.

As usual, this is freely available and copyrighted under a Creative Commons BY-NC-SA license.

I

I stand on the edge of the rock, overlooking the ocean. It is windy, sand blowing in my eyes; I convince myself that's what's causing the tears to stream down my face. I look at my hands, and I wonder at the past four days.

I am high up.

The ocean looks so inviting.

II

I slung the duffel bag over the rail and onto the deck of the boat. Around me, people, some scruffy-looking, some well-dressed, traveled to and fro along the dock, working at their respective trades or enjoying the sights and smells of the fishing fleet in port. The day was relatively mild, with a clear blue sky and a light breeze coming in from the ocean. Out to sea there was a thin gray line of fog, about five to eight miles out — it would be in the bay by nightfall, with the wind. The air tasted of brine and was heavy, but not oppressive, with moisture, and the sounds of the tourism and fish packing plants carried over the water of the bay with eerie clarity.

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This is one of the (few) completed stories I've written, and it's mostly polished for my liking, though I tend to tinker with it from time to time. (Bad habit, that.) It's also short, about 2244 words in length. The title? Ah, the title. When I first wrote this (way back in a creative writing class), I had a title that was overly oblique and really had nothing to do with the story; it was more reflective of my trying to be clever with the inspiration for the story. I've since ditched it. It's for the best. Suggestions would be welcome.

As usual, this is freely available and copyrighted under a Creative Commons BY-NC-SA license. Go nuts.

"How will I know where to go?" the boy asked.

"You will know," his father said simply.

And so he found himself at the edge of the village at dawn the next day. Beyond the oasis of the village lay the vast expanse of the desert, yellow-brown sands glowing red in the rising sun. On the horizon lay the thin, dark line that was the forest. The morning air was silent and dry and filled with the acrid scent of cooking smoke—the boy breathed deep the aroma of spice-cakes.

With a single glance back at the village, he set out into the desert. He carried nothing. He walked in the direction of the forest, as he had seen the adults do.

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So here's the deal. It's blindingly obvious that I haven't devoted much time to this blog in quite a while, even though I consider this site my "main" identity on the web. Part of it is blog fatigue, part of it is all my best ideas these days are related to my other blogs, part of it is inertia.

Whatever, I'm tired of looking at how desolate and empty this site has become. So I'm going to revitalize this blog, and in doing so I'm undertaking something that is—for me—entirely new and radical.

I'm going to start publishing all of my fiction writing here. Mostly old stuff, and whatever new stuff I write. All of it.

My thinking is this:

I talk a lot about being a writer, but let's face it—these days especially—it's mostly talk. Well, that's not entirely true; I seem to be writing a lot on the blogs, but for this exercise I'm talking about being fiction writing. So I talk a lot about being a writer, and wanting to do it for a living, but I also need to be realistic about it: I know myself, and at the rate I'm going (or rather not going), that's just not going to happen.

I've got a bunch of old writing that I haven't done anything with, though only one or two stories are actually finished; it's mostly work-in-progress stuff, rough drafts, like that. Science fiction, largely, though there's some plain vanilla fiction and at least one horror-ish piece. And some Star Trek fan fiction as well.

As for new stuff, well, I've got lots of ideas, but my execution has been lacking. I'm thinking that this will prompt me to, you know, actually write.

So I'm gonna put my money where my mouth is and publish it all online here. Because the reality is, if I don't do it here, I won't do it at all, of which I'm 99.993% certain.

Plus, I get to dabble and experiment in this whole new publishing model, where writers are putting their works online under Creative Commons licenses, for instance. Why not? Stuff published online potentially has a much vaster audience available than traditional printed works with limited runs. It's wide open.

So here's the deal: I'll tag the title of the post as "Fiction" and whether it's a completed piece or (most likely) a work in progress ("WIP"). Much of it will be dreadful, I'm sure—some of this stuff goes back years, and... well. Let's just say a lot of this will be "rough drafts."

It'll all be published under the same Creative Commons license I have on this site—Attribution, Noncommercial, Share Alike 3.0—which means it can be copied, shared, remixed, mashed up, basically treated how you want as long as proper attribution is given (i.e., credit given to me) and it's all noncommercial (no money is made from it). Otherwise, it's all free.

Comments and criticism are welcome (encouraged!) and on the off chance that someone actually does some sort of CC-related stuff like I related above, let me know.

Jen posted something along the lines of what I was thinking; first there was National Novel Writing Month, now there's also a National Blog Posting Month, what's next?

Any why are they both for November? Did the NaBloPoMo guys just follow the model too closely?

Okay, enough rhetorical questions. (The answers, by the way, are National [insert meme here] Month, they aped NaNoWriMo, and yes.) For what it's worth, I'm half-seriously considering trying NaNoWriMo (that's the one where you try to write a 50,000-word novel in a month)—I know, I know, I've said this before—but by now everyone should know I'm full of grandiose schemes and ideas, right? Right?

At any rate, blogging every day isn't really that much of a stretch, since I'm more or less doing that already (not here recently, but certainly between my other two blogs). But the novel... you'd have to average 1667 words per day just to meet the 50,000 mark.

(For reference, my longest piece (I think it's my longest) here on chuggnutt.com is this, at about 3500 words, just over twice what that daily average should be.)

Something to chew on. At least the idea's out there in the ether now. And it looks as though Jen will be participating in both—though I like her idea of National Cookbook Writing Month (NaCoWriMo?) in an ironic sort of way...

Over the past week and a half I read through two zombie novels: Monster Island and Monster Nation, both by David Wellington. Now I'm the first to admit that I'm not a true aficionado of the zombie genre; aside from Stephen King's Cell, I can't think of any other books I've read, and I've only seen a handful of movies. That being said, I really enjoyed both books. They're well-written and entertaining, real page turners. If you don't mind the squick factor involved with the cannibalistic undead, of course.

But then, you know, zombies. If you pick up a book subtitled "A Zombie Novel", I'm guessing you don't mind that so much.

But the more interesting aspect to the novels were what drew me to them in the first place: the author first published them online on a blog, in serial format. In fact, he's publishing all of his (recent) novels online first, in the same way; it was based on the success of these blog novels that he landed a brick-and-mortar publisher to put his words to paper. That's cool. That's really cool.

More and more, that seems to me to be the future of publishing.

Oh, and Wellington just had the third novel in his zombie trilogy published: Monster Planet. I'm debating whether to read it online first, or wait for the library to get the hardcopy in.

Writer Charlie Stross has a blog post entitled Why the commercial ebook market is broken that's a really good read and puts forth a thought I hadn't really considered before:

My take on ebooks is that they are — and should be seen as — the cheapest form of disposable literature.

"Disposable literature." I like it. I should probably point out that this isn't meant to be derogatory; rather, Stross is using it in the same sense as for mass market paperbacks: cheap, portable, easy to mass-produce and replace.

I'm not sure I have more to say about it at the moment... I'm kinda letting the concept roll around and ferment in my head a bit.

I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later, but I don't quite get how this is going to work: Publisher launches its first "wiki" novel. It's:

...a Web-based, collaborative novel that can be written, edited or read by anyone, anywhere thanks to "wiki" software, the technology behind Web encyclopaedia Wikipedia.

The novel, "A Million Penguins," went live on Thursday and its first lines are already being written, edited and rewritten by enthusiasts on www.amillionpenguins.com.

Penguin, which embarked on the project with a group of creative writing and new media students, says it is using the novel as a test of whether a group of disparate and diverse people can create a "believable fictional voice."

So, are they planning on "locking down" chapters as they're finished? Because there's really nothing stopping anybody from going in and changing, well, everything at any point, if it truly is open like Wikipedia. Suddenly chapter three makes no sense because chapters one and two are now telling a different story.

Cool and interesting experiment, though. I might have to play around with it.

I'm adding up the numbers from my three blogs, and it turns out that between them I wrote approximately 101,192 words among 511 blog entries for 2006. Wow... the previous year the numbers were 78,181 and 466. Another way to look at it: that's roughly the equivalent of a novel a year.

Yes, April has been a slow month on this site so far. I'm working on rectifying that. But it also occured to me that I hadn't blogged about the High Desert Sun lately or even pointed to my articles that were published in it (and are online). So, they are here and here, and the third one should be up soon (I just picked up the April edition of the paper at the library). Enjoy!

Something I hadn't blogged yet but thought I should "break": I've been approached by the new publisher of the High Desert Sun newsletter to write for them. I said yes, of course, and the first article I'm turning in (by tomorrow) is based on my Reynolds Pond blog entry from about a year and a half ago.

I hadn't heard of the High Desert Sun before, but it's a newspaper-format newsletter that covers most of Central Oregon: Bend, Redmond, Prineville, Alfalfa, Powell Butte, Terrebonne, Madras and Crooked River Ranch. (I culled those from the "Locations" page on the website, it's possible they also cover Lapine, Sunriver, and Sisters as well.) The publisher found my little corner of the web here and liked my writing well enough to invite me to write for the paper.

Cool! It's not huge, granted, but it's a start. Of course, if I become a regular writer for the newsletter, then I'll need to start thinking things up to write about—I'd hate to have to recycle stuff from my blog all the time. :)

Today is the first day of National Novel Writing Month. Write a 50,000-word (or more) novel in 30 days. I like the concept on this. And I'm tempted to take a crack at it, if for no other reason than cachet-factor. I'd post the efforts to the blog, of course, otherwise, where's the love?

Valuing enthusiasm and perseverance over painstaking craft, NaNoWriMo is a novel-writing program for everyone who has thought fleetingly about writing a novel but has been scared away by the time and effort involved.

Because of the limited writing window, the ONLY thing that matters in NaNoWriMo is output. It's all about quantity, not quality. The kamikaze approach forces you to lower your expectations, take risks, and write on the fly.

Make no mistake: You will be writing a lot of crap. And that's a good thing. By forcing yourself to write so intensely, you are giving yourself permission to make mistakes. To forgo the endless tweaking and editing and just create. To build without tearing down.

Now this is interesting... Robert Scoble announces he's writing a book on blogging... all on a blog. Well, to be fair, he's co-writing it, but his plans are, write the book online, on a blog, and then sell the publishing rights on ebay. Wow.

Q: Why should I buy the book if the entire thing is going to be done online?

A: Easy. You shouldn't. But you should tell your friends to buy it. We're figuring that for every blog reader there are three friends out there who don't know anything about blogs and don't want to read a book on a computer screen. So, if we give away 100,000 copies (not an unreasonable number because we had more that many show up on Channel 9 in just the first two days in business and Firefox has given away, what, seven million copies of Firefox so far in just a few weeks) that we'll get a few sales from your friends. So, the people who help us write the book and hype it up get it for free, but their friends have to pay. Plus, if the book is actually good maybe some of you will want it on your bookshelves to show you support good stuff.

For a long time I've wanted to be a writer, and ultimately make a living writing. My biggest problem with that, however, is actually making myself write. I'm great at thinking about writing, though, and I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. Herewith some of my thoughts, in no particular format, just rambling (i.e., expect no conclusions).

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Here's a good link for anyone who's trying to be a writer: Learn Writing with Uncle Jim. It's a series of posts on a message board on the topic of writing commercial novels, from a professional writer. It's also an insane 27 pages long, with 21 (is that right? I counted twice...) posts per page. It's good stuff, what I've read so far.

Since the beginning of the year, I set a personal goal for myself to write and publish something on my weblog here at least once a day, and I've actually stuck to it. (Yeah, there's some gaps on the calendar there, but if you look closely, it's because the post didn't get done until something like 12:07 a.m.—so while I didn't technically get it in on the calendar day, I still count it because it was still part of the day I had, before going to bed.) The trick, of course, is coming up with something to write everyday—or rather, as I've been finding, something to write that I have time to do.

(This is the point where other writers, upon hearing my complaint about not having the time to write, scoff and insist that if I truly was a writer, I would make the time. I know. Fair enough.)

I've got several ideas for longer articles that I want to (eventually) write and post, but by the time I'm at the point in my evening where I can sit down to write, it's late and I don't really want to stay up much past midnight most of the time, so what I'm stuck with is trying to come up with shorter items to blog about. And see, that's actually harder for me sometimes than in coming up with longer items to write about. What I could do is start longer articles in draft mode and work on them as time permits, and post them when ready—and I do, sometimes—but that doesn't really mesh with my goal of blogging something everyday.

Anyway, I'm rambling a bit, but it felt like something to get off my chest. I actually spent a good part of my time this evening working on a long article that I'll publish here soon, but since that's not ready for prime time I wanted to get this out of my system, too.

Any other bloggers out there with similar thoughts?