Things I have accomplished today:
- Morning chores while overcoming shock.
- Decent try at working the day job.
- Afternoon errands.
- Evening meal and chores while watching the death toll rise.
- Inktober drawing while listening to Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.
- Shower beer. (This is an actual first.)
- Typing this…
Things that are absent from the list? Beta reading. The Low-Budget Writing posts. Crying, because I’m still numb with shock, and wondering how bad it’s going to get before it gets better, or if this is the new normal.
I have a new short story burbling. (Some of you might know this, if you’re on Facebook.) I know that every story is different, and I have already described them as soups or thunderstorms, but THIS one is different. This one is sapient. It’s a little troll or Gollum sitting on my shoulder, muttering to its self.
What is it doing? Grabbing at passing information, tossing some, tucking others away in its ragged clothes. What is it keeping? Anything having to do with Saturn’s moons, Titan and Enceladus. Some psychology, a little biology. It’s eyeballing my copy of
The Lucifer Effect” by Phillip Zimbardo, which I haven’t read yet. What are two things I’m positive it has? My memories of the movie “2010,” and my copy of Lovecraft’s “The Dunwich Horror.”
I think it’s safe to say it’s going to be horror. I thought it would be a short story, but with the amount of information being hoarded, it may be a novella. To date, I have only received a short snippet of dialogue.
“Who the fuck harvests their dead teenaged daughter’s eggs, takes them along on an exploratory mission, then mixes one with random biologic samples from some frozen moon? That’s just… UGH!”
Cade shrugs. “Brilliant isn’t the same as stable.”
So, I guess I wait for the rest of the story to see where this goes, and I’m completely sure I’m in over my head.
Happy Writing, y’all!