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now, where were we?

And that was 2017. For the most part, the less said, the better, let's be honest.

I did hardly anything musical. The band has been on hiatus. I've done a lot of politics, because hey, guess what, it's fight for personal survival time again. Isn't that just fucking awesome.

But while I haven't been able to make the music happen, I have been writing. Not blog posts - as is clear from the blogroll this year - but fiction, instead. Kind of crazy amounts, for that matter - just over 130,000 words since April, a good... I don't know, five times my previous total fiction writing history? And I actually got published once, back when.

And it's all Overwatch-inspired fiction. I've never written fanfic before, but I am now, and it's a torrent, and a lot of it - more than I'll ever talk about - is deeply personal in different ways. Confusingly - to me at least - I've been told by several readers that they aren't Overwatch fans, and don't really know anything about the lore, but it works for them despite that. So that's neat.

(I've also had a few people say variations on "for the love of god file off the serial numbers and sell this," but I'm like, "Why?")

Regardless, this seems as good a place and time to make a checkpoint tally. I also just put up a new short story - one that's part of a series - that's basically my New Year's Eve story. So here are my works from 2017:

Novellas and novels:
  • on overcoming the fear of spiders, a complete 35,000 word novella, kind of an origin story for Amélie "Widowmaker" Lacroix and Lena "Venom" Oxton, professional political assassins, and, over time, lovers. The story's neither grim nor dark, but it is deeply political. Start here. After all - I did.
  • Old Soldiers, the sequel novel, still in progress. It'll be a short novel when completed, and isn't one yet, but I'm pretty confident it'll break past the novella size limit before we're done. This is also a very political novel, but entirely through allegory. Lots of generational politics here - a couple of my characters are direct stand-ins for reality-orthogonal Boomer political insanity, but it's nowhere near as simple as that.
  • The Armourer and the Living Weapon, still in progress, about 33,000 words at the moment. This one's about getting everything you ever wanted, and how that might work out for you. It's also about making choices that may be necessary but may not go where you'd hope - or even survive. Read the tags. No, seriously, read the tags. This will either be a very long novella or a short novel.
  • And Just Like That, She Was Down. 13,000 words, it'll probably be another novella, but it's also the third in a series of stories collectively called the manic pixie murder machine. I thought the first chapter was a standalone short story, but then my characters had other ideas and it wasn't. A novella about identity and the ethics of power, underneath everything, I think.

Short works and collections thereof:
  • It's Not Easy To Explain, She Said, seven short stories, all quite short - the longest is 1900 words. These are mostly about how an artificially-created personality thinks. It's also about how people around them might think, particularly in relation to her, particularly when trying to have a relationship with her. The most recent addition, "'That seemed to go well,' she said, making the effort" is my new year's story. This series will never go dark.
  • the web of time, a series of short stories set in the on overcoming the fear of spiders universe, containing - amongst other things - a couple of continuations of events started in the founding novella. (In one case, we follow a couple of American agents outside of a room, to hear their conversation; in another case, we have a short story which is basically Chapter 26.5 of fear of spiders, but which I moved to standalone for various reasons. It's still canon, though.)
  • the manic pixie murder machine - two short stories that set up the novella And Just Like That, She Was Down, and the novella itself.
  • "the deadly neurotoxin homebrew club," a silly short story wherein GLaDOS from Portal chats up Widowmaker from Overwatch about their mutual interest in deadly neurotoxin and parallel problems with teleporting annoyances.

I have no idea what 2018 will hold, musically - but the only way out is through. Let's hope we get lucky.

And that's where I've been. How's about you?

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