A very unusual entry on a day off (merry “We Can’t Celebrate May Day At The Same Time As The Soviets” Day), because I realize I neglected entirely to put a link to “Gone to See the Cat” when I thrust it into visibility at the site holding the contest. Here is where it lies, and I encourage you to look at the other entries as well, if for no other reason than to see how nearly adequate my own work is by comparison.
Posted by ravensmarch on 1 September, 2014
Posted by ravensmarch on 29 August, 2014
It’s Friday. Who, apart from serious arachnophobes, doesn’t need a good laugh to get the long weekend off to a proper start?
Which is not to say that arachnophobes don’t like a yukk, but they’re unlikely to get it from that.
Posted by ravensmarch on 28 August, 2014
This entry was going to be rather different that it has turned out, which proves that leaving things lie before going of on a rant is a good idea.
This time last week, I was getting ready to describe relations with the pen of that day and this as strained, possibly on the build-up to war. I felt badly about the state of affairs, too, because I really, desperately want, to like the Parker 65. I mean, look at it!
That’s a handsome pen. On paper, it has many of the charms of the 61, and few of its vices (one might even say, looking at the filler, perversions). But this pen and I had had trouble from almost the moment it came into my life. Every time I used it, I then had to return it to the workshop. There were minor issues of tine alignment and things loose rather than tight, but the main problem was a known trouble spot on this model, a seam that runs under the point, which unless properly sealed gives an arc of escape for ink.
This I fixed, at last– no more leak this round. But last week I was getting substantial guff from the feed; all evidence for some blockage was there, although in small ways. I hadn’t been too free with the wax used on the seam, but I may have neglected some fragment of old ink in the feed. Breaking into this pen is tedious. I’ve done it a lot. I was not looking forward to doing it again, and I was ready to call quits when I got to the end of this load of ink… because to do so before would be insufficiently stubborn and self-punishing. I wasn’t thinking in terms of giving the pen one last chance.
Well, since then, there has been a change in the pen. Whatever was causing the trouble apparently dissolved in the week-long presence of a not particularly harsh ink. All the virtues of a 61, plus some spring in the point. The Newhaven tipping. A smart-looking double-jewel design. How could I stay mad, when it was working so hard to make good?
There are, of course, pens I can stay mad at. The best current candidate is a client’s Wearever that bluntly refuses to co-operate; it has the opposite of shrinkage, and just won’t go back together! Doesn’t it know retirement age is an outmoded concept? Patience and slow increments of shellac will eventually win the day.
Posted by ravensmarch on 27 August, 2014
WHAT: First draft of a different Cat with Blue Fur contest entry, which I was going to call “Touch Not the Cat” but I don’t want the Mary Stewart connection. I have also managed to avoid the final commitment to submission of “Gone to See the Cat”, which I really must get at, anxieties be damned.
HOW MUCH: Seven manuscript pages, which is meaningless if you get to “done” and then don’t show anyone. Get one with it, thou craven poltroon!
HOW LONG: 45 min.
…plus, I owe a couple of clients emails, which the writing keeps driving out of my head. Negligent C. Poltroon, at your service.
Posted by ravensmarch on 26 August, 2014
WHAT: Mostly first draft of a different Cat with Blue Fur contest entry, with many glances at the last paragraph of “Gone to See the Cat” which just isn’t quite right.
HOW MUCH: Six manuscript pages on the former, a lot of inconclusive wobbling on the latter accompanied by low growls and slight deflation of self-esteem.
HOW LONG: 45 min.
Posted by ravensmarch on 25 August, 2014
WHAT: Third draft of the Cat with Blue Fur contest entry,which now labours under the title “Gone to See the Cat”. Second draft banged out and vetted by readers over the weekend, because DEADLINE!!
HOW MUCH: A finished 1905 words.
HOW LONG: About 20 min. as it was mainly polishing. Then a LOT of hesitation about entering the contest itself, which I’ve yet to do. I have to think of a user name for the forum, and I’m trying to be witty, concise, and non-arse-ish. Everything I’ve come up with so far only touches two if those three criteria.
Posted by ravensmarch on 22 August, 2014
As one given to occasionally holding forth, I know how much fun it can be. I am some great way off from doing so on the subject of writing, if indeed I ever get near the steps of that pulpit. However, today’s Fraudulent Found Friday Film presents a chap who has earned the platform, and is pretty entertaining when he gets going. A warning, though– it’s rather long, and the talk is a little salty.
Posted by ravensmarch on 21 August, 2014
WHAT: First draft of the Cat with Blue Fur contest entry, a title for which eludes me at the moment.
HOW MUCH: Eleven manuscript pages, one of which was almost entirely discarded once it hit the paper, but that still concludes the tale.
HOW LONG: About 50 min.
Posted by ravensmarch on 20 August, 2014
WHAT: First draft of what might be a fantasy or horror entry for this contest, which I just stumbled across yesterday. I should have time… but the deadline impends, so “Laundry Day” goes aside for the moment.
HOW MUCH: Seven manuscript pages
HOW LONG: About 45 min.
ALSO: Merry Lovecraft’s birthday, everyone. Remember, if you can’t do something squamous, do something rugose.
Posted by ravensmarch on 19 August, 2014
WHAT: First draft of “Laundry Day.”
HOW MUCH: Ten manuscript pages.
HOW LONG: About 55 min.