Tuesday, April 29, 2003
The southeast is not reknowned as a hot-bed of seimic activity, but there was apparently a notable earthquake about 5 a.m. this morning. 4.9, which isn't too shabby for this part of the globe. You can read the details at the U.S. Geological Survey's website. I haven't heard whether or not it was felt by anyone here in Atlanta. We couldn't have been shaken up very much, though, because the two Edward Scissorhand action figures in my office are still standing and they tumble over if a passing gnat farts their way. Regardless, Spooky and I slept soundly through the event.
The story still has no title. It needs one soon, as I expect to finish it by Thursday evening. I did a more respectable 1,174 words on it yesterday. That's a total of 8,141 words so far. I seem to have drifted into a place where I can only write long stories. There was a time when I counted my short stories as long if they ran over 5,000 words. Anyway, I was still writing at 10:34 last night and I think most of my brain is still in bed. Still dreaming. Too bad the rest of me isn't. But I am liking this story. It's a [i]very[/i] different direction for me. And I think it may be looking less like an experiment and more like the shape of things to come. At least so far as my short fiction is concerned.
New photos up on the website, thanks to Thryn. My latest turn as a Nebari. Have a peek. Thanks to Andre for another fabulous job.
Also, a sample chapter of Low Red Moon is now online. I'm eager to see this novel published, as I'm so much happier with it than either Silk or Threshold.
I think that's it for today. Time to make the doughnuts . . .
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