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Planning for May-sanity.

Currently Listening To: Shattered, by Pantera.

So I am behind on my writing. I need a boost.

Why not spend a whole month catching up..and seeing how many words I can write? Sure that usually happens in November, I figure a summer one won’t kill me. It’ll allow me to get fit for the fall.

Fit for writing that is…

Anyway, so this weekend will be spent making sure I have my plot holes plugged in and my characters know what to do.

Why am I choosing to torture myself? It’s because I realize that I spent so much time trying to make just one chapter perfect, I never get to move on. If I ease up on that kind of stuff and just get content down, then I’ll be more than willing to clean it up. I guess it’s just my style.

Side Projects

Currently Listening To: Critical Acclaim, by Avenged Sevenfold

While Perverse Selection is the biggest project on my plate, I can’t help but branch off every now and then to write short stories or flash fiction pieces.

It gives me a break from the world and characters I’ve created to go exploring other worlds. I get ideas for other stories, but I don’t want to forget them. Why not draft a story really fast?

Obviously, if a deadline is approaching then I would put Perverse Selection above all else. Yet there are days where I’m itching to create another world, or give a character a test run.

What about you all? Do you avoid the urge to work on another story? or do you take a break now and then?


A Guy and A River

Currently Listening To: Kings and Queens, by 30 Seconds To Mars

I love good weather. Not too hot or cold. A sunny day with a cool breeze.

After a day of playing with Nerf blasters, I decided to take it easy the next day.

I overslept because of DST, but I managed to quickly shower, throw on some clothes and go down to Georgetown.

It was somewhat crowded, but I could still find seating.

Before I got writing, I had a refreshing lunch:


Nothing like a filling bowl of soup!

With the sun still high in the sky, and a cool breeze blowing, I grabbed a cold beer and soda and got to writing. Another chapter knocked out.

Also took the time to enjoy sitting near the Potomac River:

Picture of the Potomac River.

Picture of the Potomac River.
Picture of the Potomac River and the city

It was just great listening to my favorite albums, enjoying my favorite beverages, and watching people enjoy life:

  • A young couple exercising together.
  • Group of college students studying and enjoying each other’s company.
  • A woman enjoying quality time with her dog.
  • A family throwing bread for the ducks.

It’s time like this I truly enjoy.

Fire! Fire!

Currently Listening To: Courage, by Alien Ant Farm

Just fired off my first chapter of my latest draft. Man. That. Felt. Good.

An excerpt, just to show I’m not making this up:

    He opened the front door and barely avoided a plasma shot fired by the nervous driver. Aiden groaned as he grabbed the driver and slammed his head through the steering wheel.   He then opened the passenger door and sat inside, next to a morbidly obese bald man who was sweating buckets. He was Mr. Hings.

Aiden made himself comfortable as he went through the mini-bar inside the limousine. Mr. Hings tried to open the door on his side, but Aiden stomped on his foot really hard, breaking it. The obese man screamed in pain and clutched his leg. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he realized he couldn’t make a run for it.

“Ah here we go. Good old sugarstone soda. It’s even chilled too!” Aiden exclaimed as he pulled out a glass bottle with a dark fizzy liquid inside. He melted off the top and began drinking the refreshing soft drink. He then turned to the injured Mr. Hings.

“So tell me Mr. Hings, how does it feel to not have someone looking at your injury? Must be…painful,” he said as the man glared at him with his teeth clenched. Aiden took another swig of his soda.

“Pardon my lack of creativity, as I’m just better at expressing myself through actions rather than words,” Aiden said as he finished his drink.

A Writer’s Desk

Currently Listening To: The Devil’s Den, by Skrillex and Wolfgang Gartner

As promised, here are some pics of my new den.

Dual screen setup

Double the productivity?

Gadgets and Potions

Note the Sonic Screwdriver.



The Longshot

In case of zombies.

I type from an iPhone

I’m on the train and I’m writing a blog post!

Since I took a long break from Perverse Selection, I’m able to look at the current draft with a fresh set of eyes. Some parts of the plot need some reworking.

One idea I am considering is reworking the characters. The core set of main characters is fine, but other characters I feel were there as placeholders from NaNoWriMo. They don’t grow as the story progresses and they are most prevalent in the weaker parts of the plot. I have to decide if it is worth removing them without changing the main characters too much…

Back and Ready To Rumble

Currently Listening To: 19-2000, by Gorillaz

I moved into my new place a few weeks back. Been working hard to set up my desk, etc.

I also wrote a poem for a poetry contest. Let’s see how I do!

Pictures to come!

Please Pardon The Interruption

Currently Listening To: Highway Star, by Deep Purple

Sorry for not posting in a long time. Lots of things going on around me:

  • Family and the holidays
  • Preparing for vacation
  • Planning for move-out

Haven’t gotten much time to write or do anything, but I am almost done with world-building!

Hopefully once I settle into my new home (living with a friend), I can develop a much more fluid writing/blogging schedule.

Let’s Do It.

Currently Listening To: Time To Pretend, by MGMT

So I, A.C. Gates, vow to take this novel, Perverse Selection, seriously and by the end of 2012 (give or take a few months), will have a polished manuscript, synopsis, etc. ready to be sent off. If after everything I do, I still can’t get an agent, then I will consider independent publishing.


A.C. Gates.

…figured I had to get that in writing.


A Title!

Currently Listening To: Won’t Be Fooled Again, by The Who

Decided on a title for now!

Perverse Selection

The opposite of natural selection.