It’s been an odd year for me, writing-wise.
Under my wallet name, I translated two long poems and a handful of shorts, and polished and posted a longer original poem, part of a series. I have in queue a couple more original poems to finish polishing and posting (including a Chaucerian AU of Ovid). I also revised and polished three stories, of which posted one, sent the second on submission, and … um, lost track of the third. Should be ready for submission, I think. Also lost track of: finishing publication of a collection of translations, previously created as a single-copy presentation edition given to my mother.
Under a handle not connected to my wallet name, I revised and posted three novels of erotica and a couple shorts, and just finished a draft of another novel, a sequel.
No new poetry, except for two in-character poems in the novel, and no new fanfic. And no progress on rewriting the YA novel on deck, but that’s situation normal since parenthood.
Whether feeling deeply unsettled is symptom or (partial) cause of all this, I cannot tell. Regardless, an odd year.
---L.
Subject quote from It’s Gonna Get Better, Genesis.
Under my wallet name, I translated two long poems and a handful of shorts, and polished and posted a longer original poem, part of a series. I have in queue a couple more original poems to finish polishing and posting (including a Chaucerian AU of Ovid). I also revised and polished three stories, of which posted one, sent the second on submission, and … um, lost track of the third. Should be ready for submission, I think. Also lost track of: finishing publication of a collection of translations, previously created as a single-copy presentation edition given to my mother.
Under a handle not connected to my wallet name, I revised and posted three novels of erotica and a couple shorts, and just finished a draft of another novel, a sequel.
No new poetry, except for two in-character poems in the novel, and no new fanfic. And no progress on rewriting the YA novel on deck, but that’s situation normal since parenthood.
Whether feeling deeply unsettled is symptom or (partial) cause of all this, I cannot tell. Regardless, an odd year.
---L.
Subject quote from It’s Gonna Get Better, Genesis.