Sometimes, he discusses art and other things.

The clone spent yesterday afternoon drawing patterns for medieval-style armor. Again. (“You can never have too many patterns,” he says jokingly, and I reply, “Gah! The original is pink!” because I am supposed to keep him apprised of any details in the novels I’m currently reading that we may have previously overlooked. Also, he’s wrong: some people obviously think even two patterns is one pattern too many; some think that of just one. Also, that last sentence is funnier — or at least clearer — if Pattern is capitalized. Also, read this Wikipedia article. In fact, you may want to read this one, too. It’s his own fault, though, for having chosen a SCA persona name that makes such jokes so easy. My brother, I mean. Not… Um. Never mind. *shakes head*)

Since I’m blathering about things resulting from information overload, this seems like a good place to mention something that happened a while back while the clone and I were watching Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (This is not quite the non sequitur you may think it is.) S.H.I.E.L.D.’s new aircraft, Zephyr One, looked very familiar. Took me a moment to figure out where I’d seen something like it before, and then it all made sense: the cover art for the ebook version of a sci-fi novel I’m quite fond of. I am not fond of the cover art for the ebook, for various reasons, but now I am fairly certain the vehicle in that picture isn’t incorrect. (Look — “short wings.” How appropriate.) I’m also pleased to have another source for attempting to glean technological details from the inspirations, since the author of the novel didn’t see fit to tell readers everything (in one of those rare instances when this reader, at least, wants to know everything about the technology in a work of fiction).

What else can I tangent to…? Oh, yeah — writing.

Nothing to report in terms of word count, but progress has been made in terms of planning, otherwise known as figuring out where the hell we’re going from here. (The protagonist’s words, not mine.)

The clone is having misgivings about this WiP because it’s different: This story has a single POV character, unlike his last three novels. The POV character is someone he hasn’t spent three novels and assorted short stories writing about, so he’s worried about how readers will react to the character… and the plot, and the settings… He’s worried that the relatively quotidian (please note I said relatively) setting for the early part of the story may cause some readers to expect a relatively quotidian story throughout, and that’s most emphatically not what they’re going to get.

The conversation went kinda like this:

Paul: I worry that it gets too weird later in the story — pretty much as soon as they leave the island.

Weaver: The stuff on the island is the transition point — not “ordinary world,” but not really weird yet, either. Sort of lets the readers catch their breaths before dropping them off a cliff. [Not literally. Not as far as I know, anyway. And if there is any literal dropping off cliffs, it doesn’t happen right after the stuff on the island — that much, I can promise you.]

Paul: Maybe I’d be better off writing a straight-up military thriller… This is the story I want to write, though.

Weaver: So write the story you want to write. You probably wouldn’t believe the stuff I’ve seen marketed as straight-up military thrillers these days. Their other sub-category tends to be superheroes.

…And since the protagonist for Project Brimstone (or whatever we end up calling the first book) would be considered a normal by the old Steve Jackson Games definition of same (no magic, no psionics, and no superpowers), I think the amount of weirdness in the novel is perfectly reasonable.


About Thomas Weaver

I’m a writer and editor who got into professional editing almost by accident years ago when a friend from university needed someone to copyedit his screenplay about giant stompy robots (mecha). Having discovered that I greatly enjoy this kind of work, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use ever since as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom. I'm physically disabled, and for the past several years, I’ve lived with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It's worked out rather well so far. My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have six cats. (The preferred term is "Insane Cat Gentleman.") I currently spend my time blogging, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
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