Welcome to another installment of ‘I’m writing,’ though maybe you’re already well-informed on my projects – or so you think. There is always something I’m not sharing, you know, I’m secretive that way. So, let’s have a look at my current projects – and rejects.
NaNoWriMo: Carpe Tempus – now, I have talked about this at length, I know. Let me just add the synopsis from the official page:
After her mother’s death, Wells Brandis returns to her hometown to settle her mother’s affairs. The relationship between the two women has never been good and they haven’t seen each other in years. But with no family left, Wells feels the obligation to take care of the funeral arrangements.
While looking through her mother’s papers, Wells discovers non-sensical scribblings, blueprints for a strange machine and documents that seem disturbingly out of place and time. As she is searching for something or someone to explain her mother to her, Wells has to struggle with her own life’s failings, a girlfriend/agent who pushes her creative bounderies and an old flame stoked into a fire.
When she uncovers her mother’s greatest secret, time loses all meaning while becoming the focus of Wells’ life – like it has once been her mother’s.
And an excerpt – also from the official page – from the first chapter (it is not the beginning, exactly):
A memory flashed before Wells’ eyes – she came running down these stairs, pulling a parka over a sweater. She hadn’t even worried about being asked where she would be going at this hour, her mother rarely cared enough to ask, but then she had heard her mother’s voice from the kitchen. She had been on the phone, arguing with someone.
„Why would I tell her? She’s never even met him and she doesn’t care!“ Her mother had almost yelled into the receiver. Wells had walked down the small corridor toward the kitchen. She didn’t mean to eavesdrop, she was just curious because her mother never lost her temper. It was an odd sound, the tone of her mother’s voice raised in anger.
„I don’t care either!“ And after a short moment: „I’m sure he’s got enough relatives to take care of that, I’m not going to worry about it! Goodbye!“ And she had slammed the phone onto the cradle just next to the door which she had pushed open a moment later and right into Wells’ face.
Her mother had stared at her for a long moment just around the door. Wells had thought that she would tell her not to eavesdrop next time, but instead she had said:
„Your father died.“ Then she had turned and instead of leaving the kitchen she took the door that led down into the basement where she knew Wells wouldn’t follow.
That was how Wells had found out about her father’s death, that was how she found out that she even had a father, had had a father.
Keep in mind that it’s a first draft, there’s a lot of work to be done yet. I’m still behind on my daily word count but I’ve found that I can write under ‘orrible conditions (sorry, Titanic flashback, right there) – with the TV blaring and me trying to black it out with music via head phones. I’m expecting mistakes galore from those sessions but at least I’m writing words.
If you’re participating at NaNoWriMo yourself and you’re still in need of a writing buddy, buddy me up – Corikane is the name, written as one word. I would be happy to hear from you.
Versch(l)ossen – don’t worry, it’s a German title (and story) and it’s okay, if you don’t know what it means. It’s actually kind of a pun. The word including the l means locked, the word without the l means crushing on someone.
The story is about two young women who meet when one of them accidentally locks their bikes together. The other then does the same on purpose, so that they have to meet to unlock their bikes together. It turns out that the second girl has been crushing on the first one for some time but was too shy to approach her.
This idea is actually several years old already. I started it and then let it drop, but it’s still a good idea and I absolutely love the title. I’m now reviving it for a Valentine’s Day anthology submission. As I said, it’s gonna be a German story… I added it for full disclosure’s sake.
Eternal Thirst – I already told you about this in my blog post ‘Writing Vampire.’ This is the short story I had wanted to submit for another Valentine’s Day anthology. I didn’t finish it, but I would like to just as a writing exercise now. It’s supposed to be an inner monologue of a female vampire. She’s watching her ex-lover through the window, thinking about her need for her, her thirst for her. It’s a little dark and borders on stalking. I guess, it’s too dark for a Valentine’s story, really. And I already wrote about some other problems I had with it in my blog post.
I think it’s a good idea, I’m gonna keep you updated on whether I’ve written it or not. It will probably have to wait until after NaNoWriMo – unless it’ll just come over me that I have to finish it.
These are my current projects. Halfway Home is on the back burner for the moment but I’m plannning on picking it up again in December – which will probably be good for the story since the first part is about Christmas.
I’m looking forward to this month of getting back into the swing of writing.
Carpe tempus, lovelies.