[process] The writer brain on the march

My to-do list of late has been somewhat insane. Two sets of galleys, the Sekrit Projekt novelette, the Sunspin synopsis, a pair of collaborative novel synopses completely outside sf/f, several articles, some editorial reading for friends, some blurb reading, and of course, Herman Melville. This doesn’t even account for the novella I owe Real Soon Now, plus some short stuff I want to write, plus another collaborative decadent fantasy effort to which I am committed but not yet empowered to discuss in broad daylight. Early spring will bring Tourbillon revisions, possibly one or another of the collaborative efforts, then bleed into the process of drafting Sunspin. (Plus, erm, Real Life, including a trip to China.)

Meanwhile, it’s been just under a month since I finished the first draft of Tourbillon, and yes, I have been resting. Which is to say, not drafting new fiction. Until this past weekend.

Apparently Fred really wanted to write, because I banged out an 11,600 word space opera novelette on Friday and Saturday, with two revision rounds on Sunday. A few details here: [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ]. By rights this ought to go into a drawer for a month or three, but deadlines forfend.

And as mentioned yesterday [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ], this sucker ties directly into Sunspin. Which I now must set aside yet again to work on Green.

Still, the writer brain will out, and march where it would on lettered feet. I never fail to surprise myself.