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New Book

I'm working on a new novel. Because editing my first one can get me down. A lot. But so far, this new book is just a shit ton of dialogue. Just endless reams of it. I hope it's entertaining, I'm never really sure if it is. But dialogue seems to be the easiest, and sometimes, when I'm really really tired, the dialogue just seems to write itself. Metric tons of TV memories of stereotypical characaters chatting away. So it's more like transcribing, actually.

The genre is still Fantasy, but a different sub genre. Because I felt humour fanatasy wasn't obscure enough and embarassing enough to talk about at cocktail parties (what is this? 1961? who goes to cocktail parties?). And I like a challenge. Writing in what are effectively dead genres is a bit of a downer. Very hard, as in impossible to find anyone who is writing in the same genre. Most folks who do fantasy that I've chatted with, are doing epic/high fantasy (think Lord of the Rings) or adolescent fantasy (harry potter). Oh well, this writing thing is just a hobby, something that I amuse myself with, so I'm not worried about the viability of the books. And sometimes, I actually believe that lie :)

I might post a snippet of one of my books sometime on the blog. But in a blatant attempt to find out how many of the 200 unique visitors or so I've had, let's get a vote of hands, via comments, on who would actually want to read a bit of either?

So, sleepy. But must. write.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Dude, I'd love to see some of your writing posted. Also, I'd love to get a copy of your first novel too!
Anonymous said…
Please post mr. niteowl. I need some obscure somewhat humourous dialogue te get me through the holiday season.
Niteowl said…
Oh, you haven't read any of this NEW book ova. Not a word. Probably better for your mental health.
Monkfish said…
Obviously I too would love t read it, and no I am not just saying this because you are my cubicle buddy, no, no, no, nooooo.
Niteowl said…
You have very little other choice, good sir, than to have an all consuming desire to read my grammatically lax and structurally incompetent disaster of a novel.

And not because I work four feet from you...

And I wonder, who's this anonymous person is? Identify yerself posthaste!
Anonymous said…
Test Post!
Anonymous said…
Dear Mr. Nightowl Sir. It is with great excitement that I write to request a posting of an excerpt of your most recent writing excursion. One can only imagine the depths of wit and fodder to which you will plunge to entertain the masses, which include me, your most ardent, die-hard blog reader. Anxiously anticipating your next post...

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