This coming week, I will officially begin transcribing my 2017 NaNoWriMo story. Being that I did not write the story in sequential order, nor did I bring all of the scenes I started to conclusion (and that doesn’t even include the scenes I started in the middle), this will be more than just a simple transcription task. This is not the first NaNoWriMo manuscript I’ve written, but it is the first one I’ve attempted to turn into a completed story, so this should be an interesting experience.
The Chesapeake Bay Bridge in my home state has been referred to more than once as one of the scariest bridges to cross. In my latest story in progress, my main character is going to make the bridge even scarier.
I haven’t played golf in over 25 years. Yeah, I’ve been to the driving range a few times for fun, but that doesn’t count. Neither does miniature golf. Given all that, I’m not entirely sure why I’ve caught myself watching matches on The Golf Channel lately. Regardless of why, I’ve been inspired to start work on a brand new golf-based short story. I’ll admit…golf itself is not very exciting for those who don’t play it, so it will be my challenge to make it exciting for the average short story reader.
My world building exploits are going well, except that some of my digital tech has malfunctioned, knocking some of the tasks behind schedule. Other than that, my biggest challenge so far has been converting my standard Base 10 measurements into Octal for the benefit of the species I’m currently working with. I haven’t touched none-base-10 math since my software development days, but it’s nice to know I was able to jump (almost) right back into it. That’s a good confidence to have, because the next species I’m going to create use the Hexadecimal number system. What’s the fun in making it too easy on myself?