Matthew S. Rotundo's Pixeltown

Right.  So that’s the rewrite of From Earth I Have Arisen completed and sent back into the world.  Hope and apprehension are doing a fast rumba in my stomach.

Or something like that.

Hey, it ain’t easy being a writer, and constantly having to dream up brilliant imagery.  Those previous two paragraphs took me half an hour.

I only wish I was joking.

Anyway, as I mentioned last week, a couple of different rewrite projects beckon, one a novel, the other a short story (actually a novelette, to be boringly pedantic about it).  Not sure at this point which way I’ll go.  I’m sure the suspense is killing you, but you’ll just have to wait to see how it all comes out.

Sorry.  Them’s the rules.

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Till next time . . .

Last week’s travels wreaked the usual havoc on my writing schedule, but I did manage to get some good work done on the From Earth I Have Arisen rewrite.  I suppose finishing it was a trifle starry-eyed of me.

Yeah.  What else is new?

Anyway, I should have it wrapped in the next day or two.  Then I have to jump into the rewrite of either Apocalypse Pictures Presents or “The Winter Palace.”  The original plan had been to work on the former, but that project is, well, a bit daunting.  My main protagonist needs to be redone with a flamethrower, and I don’t know what that will do to the rest of the story.  Meanwhile—news flash!—it’s nearly May.  I really don’t want to lose weeks of potential writing time to a lot of navel-gazing.

Not that I’m knocking navel-gazing, mind you.  I’m a world champion navel-gazer.  But some things I would rather not be good at.

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I’m out.

As I’m on the road, I will be brief.

After much consideration, contemplation, cogitation, and perhaps a bit of consternation, I finally got started on the latest rewrite of From Earth I Have Arisen.  While this draft will be nowhere near as involved as the last one, it nonetheless presents its own difficulties.  The big pieces are in place by now, and the rest is largely a matter of fine tuning.  Finesse.  Subtlety.

And y’all know what sensitive, subtle fellow I am.

Anyway, the first two chapters are done, and I’m encouraged by that.

Also had a good time at Constellation last weekend, taking care of some biz, enjoying a Star Wars musical, and discussing matters both literary and geeky.  Much fun.

On deck:  more From Earth rewrite goodness.

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Signing off . . .