Really, really sick of waiting. So sick of it I just want to snap. So instead I changed the theme on my blog that nobody reads. 1337sauce.
So I went to see the Vool a couple of weeks back, and they were mind-blowingly good. New gods. They’ll be bigger than the biggest thing ever if there is any justice in the world. Meaning they’ll probably never get far outside of Oz, but Jesus, if these dudes were stateside and playing tunes this good, they’d already be filling arenas.
Second edit on Storm is underway. We’re sub 81k, and it’s going to be very hard to get it even to a neat 80. Going back and editing, there’s far less fat to trim on this one, the style is tighter, less verbose, lessons learned from the 1.5 MS’es I’ve written already rubbing off I guess. The A-Bomb read the whole thing and said it was great, but also placed the caveat that she refuses to say much nice about it so I don’t get a big head. At the end, she’s contractually obligated to say it’s at least decent. So once it’s done, I’m looking down the barrel of writing query letters and synopsis and all that bollocks, and more 4 month long waits on fucking partials.
Shit hot. Can’t wait.
Listening to: Smashing Pumpkins, Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness