It is done!
Now for a word of explanation to my null set of fans:
I had attempted a pseudo-NaNoWriMo novel. I call it pseudo, because I started in mid-October, but planned not to work on the weekends, for a total of around thirty days. I say attempted, because the story shrunk in the telling until it was under 25k words at the finish. In any case, I finished a day early, though there’s some editing needed.
This is actually the expansion of a short story I had written a while back, which I had submitted once upon a time to Tuscany Press. Unwisely, I had written it for a religious publisher specifically, down to the ending, so I couldn’t submit it anywhere else when it was rejected. (protip: don’t do this.) Thus, I was stuck with an unpublishable manuscript (which had several other issues, mind you, small ones like not having an actual plot.)
I was trying to pull it into a novelette when NaNoWriMo came along, which I decided to attempt (sorta). Originally I was going to do the first book of The War Against the Gods, but after hashing out the novelette with my Mom it seemed the more logical to do that instead.
I was also going to submit the revamped, and significantly different, version again to Tuscany Press and another religious publisher, this time as a young adult novel, but real life intervened. The other publisher decided not to reopen submissions, and the end manuscript is too small for Tuscany Press. That, and it might be tacky to resubmit, but who knows?
Thus, I now have a finished first draft of a manuscript, which I intend eventually to self-publish (or indie publish or whatever the cool kids call it these days). My rabid fanbase of relatives and imaginary friends can expect it sometime in April. We’ll see.
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What’s it about, I hear you ask? It’s about an immortal prince, an antimatter factory, and doing the right thing, even if it costs you your life. More to come, later.
More information on C&D2!!!
Information you’ve all been waiting for.
Why I prefer the generic he to the singular they.
This aforementioned principle of mine is sadly no longer about grammar; it is about a whole host of partisan issues. But I’m going to ignore all of those and talk solely about why I don’t use the singular they for an antecedent of unknown gender.
Are there games in Heaven?
This is a question that has often perplexed me, being player of games myself, for one cannot find a dogmatic answer to it, and this is perhaps for the best. We know that we cannot truly imagine what Heaven will be like, and that we have have perfect natural happiness and, of course, our supernatural beatitude, which is the point of this entire endeavor. If there are no games of any sort, then we will still have the infinite glory of gazing on God Himself for all eternity.
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