It’s been six months since I last blogged to y’all. Quite a bit kinda happened in that time. I did indeed finish my prequel to Our Own Devils. I submitted my 30′s noir/sci fi mystery, Wanderers, to the 2013 Amazon Breakthrough Novel competition. I’d submitted entries before and been knocked out practically immediately. This year I did exponentially better and made it into the Quarter Finalist, making it into the top 500 entries.
Granted, I have no idea just how many total submissions there were, but the first cut was 2,000 entries so I think I did pretty well for m’self this time around.
Then… I didn’t do much.
I revisited the story I started years ago that might someday be the sequel to Devils. I was all excited when I got back into it, started researching it again, jotted down idea after idea, and wrote a bunch of pages.
Then I fell out of love with it again and went probably a month or so without writing a blasted thing.
I would have thoughts on the Devils sequel. I would have random thoughts that for a moment seemed good and workable, but garbage later. So, mostly, I floundered for a few months, sitting back on the laurels of my meager accomplishments, published Innocence for Kindle and Nook, and then did nothing but do actual work.
Doing actual work is lame.
Then a few days ago while going through my computer I came across two separate word documents of ideas I’d actually taken the time to write out some. One I had gone back and visited every once in a while and pecked at to try and get back into my groove. The other I had completely forgotten about.
But then the wheels started turning a bit and I thought about how I could combine them. The combination of the two led to a thought of what might happened next, and then something after, all tied into a what if.
Stephen Moffatt, head writer and executive producer for both Doctor Who and Sherlock for the BBC, said once that he starts every Doctor Who story with a great “What if…?”
I can’t remember what he said comes after that.
Also, this is going to be a straight ahead Science Fiction story. I haven’t attempted a straight ahead Science Fiction story since I wrote Star Trek fan fiction in high school. Aside from Time With His Fools and the occasional short story, I’ve written only detective fiction for fifteen years or so. The only thing I have going for me is that I’ve been a fan of Sci Fi for as long as I can remember and I know what I want/need to do.
A good sci fi story shouldn’t necessarily just have aliens or lasers or spaceships just for the sake of having aliens or lasers or spaceships. When sci fi is done really well, it serves as an allegorical tool to make us see the real world we live in a little bit differently or change our perspective some. The original Star Trek series did this wonderfully by using a story set in the 23rd Century as a parable about events happening in the 20th; war, politics, sexism, and racial prejudice. The rebooted Battlestar Galactica was an excellent allusion to post 9/11 America.
Am I capable of such feats of literary prowess? Am I smart enough?
But, by golly, I’m a gonna try…