I had no intention of starting another book until after I got back from my vacation in September, which meant I would spend the next three months working on my book of short stories, my comic Plain Jane, and editing Jak and the Giants. It meant that I would have three months to start planning
I really enjoyed writing Jak and the Giants with a pen, but as I type all those hand-written pages I really wish I hadn’t. The saddest part is that I know I’ll continue writing by hand. I can’t wait for the day when I can just read my book to my computer and the words
Learn something new every day. I always thought they proper use of “slut” as an adjective was “slutty.” Turns out it’s “sluttish.” Slutty isn’t even a word. Live and learn. I’m going to send out my story “Falling is Like This” and see what kind of response I get. I’ll update when I’ve heard something.
I got my Fat Boy. It’s 176 of 500. I don’t really care that it’s a limited edition, all I care about is how it writes. Being the impatient person I am, I immediately inked it and gave it a quick test. The thickness of it feels very strange in my hand, but not bad.
This was a strange writing weekend. I was experimenting with fountain pen writing. Here’s what I learned: My Cross Century II is a great pen and I love the feel of it in my hand. It’s got a good balance and is easy to work with. I’m waiting for a fine-tip nib to use with
I’m sort of enamored of an idea for a YA novel that has seemingly sprung to life, splitting open my skull like the gods from the titans and demanding its place. It’s a re-imagining of an old story involving a troubled boy named Jak, a trip to a fabled world, a mess of giants, and