I haven't written much (if anything) about my current writing. That's because I haven't been doing any (outside of this blog - which is giving me a nice creative outlet that I'm enjoying). I have several stories "in progress" at the moment, but I haven't done anything with them in weeks (and months). My little writing journal is getting dusty. I write in the journal the date and what I've worked on. So it's basically a history of my fiction. Let's take a look, shall we?
Aside: I like journals with rubber bandy things (which stems from the journal of Indy's dad in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade). Also, the journal hasn't been beaten up, I bought it with a faux-beaten-up pattern already on it. And, yes, I'm playing Scrabulous in the background (with my wife, niece, and nephew).
My last entry was February 19, 2008. It was about progress on my pulp short story. There's an online magazine, an ezine, that's doing an issue of pulp stories. As usual, I have a basic concept (which in this case is a bad guy running a printing company printing counterfeit bills and hiding the uncut sheets of bills in pulp magazines to distribute them to their agents across the country). But that's all I have. An idea, but no plot. The story of my writing life. So I started writing the story in hopes, as always, that a plot would present itself. And I haven't written anything since February 19 because the plot did not present itself. Bastard.
But I'm glad I looked at my journal. I wrote an idea for a children's book that I had forgotten about.
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