I’ve take a little break from writing over the last few weeks. Not a break in writing itself, as I have still done a bit, but a break from making myself write. To paraphrase David Mamet, a writers life is 10% achievement and 90% guilt, but for the last few weeks I’ve taken my foot off the guilt pedal and have just been focussing on daily, mundane life things.
Despite this I have done a teeny bit of fiction writing and quite a lot of thinking. After Clarion I threw myself into a fourth attempt at ‘Unmade Man’, a cyberpunk short story I have been toying with for ages. I made a lot of progress with the first half of the story, but the second half is still a mess. In the words of Jim Kelly, I need to murder my darlings and get rid of the germinal idea from which the story sprang. It just doesn’t fit any more. Continue reading A Little Space Between Things