So, dear reader, what can you expect to see here? For your sake and mine, here’s a list of my works-in-progress. I’m planning on posting excerpts from these in future entries. If you’d like to see something sooner than later, just express your interest through the comments box below. I’m cool with that.
Fairies and Flappers: A Tony Lapierre Mystery (working title): It’s 1924 and lady detective Antoinette Lapierre has taken on her first major case, the search for a neighbor’s missing husband. The ne’er-do-well musician was last seen in Montreal, the international capital of jazz, booze, and reckless love. Tony thinks she’s got the edge because of a peculiar talent for talking with the dead. The city’s inhabitants will, to borrow a phrase from Al Jolson, let her know she ain’t seen nothing yet. (This novel is at the editing stage and I intend to submit it for publishing in 2013.)
Blue Rose gaming campaign: My long-suffering gaming buddies have been waiting for this one and I’ve got to deliver. This will be a game of romantic intrigue and fantasy based in Green Ronin’s world of Aldea. (And if my players are reading this, I’ll avoid plot spoilers, to your delight or dismay.)
The Golden Blade (working title): This is my cursed project: every time I’ve come near to finishing it, something disastrous has happened in my personal life. But no more! My plan for exorcising this curse is breaking down the story and reinventing it fresh. Right now, what exists of it is an erotic action novel of spy meets ninja in the world of industrial espionage. My reinvention plans include shifting the focus from a single protagonist (the aforementioned spy) to her team of unique experts, each with his or her own desires, secrets, and weapons of choice.
Lies in Advertising: A script for a black comedy that disappeared with a stolen laptop. (Yes, I’ve since improved my backup process. Lessons learned the hard way are learned best.) I’ve got the beginning because it was polished for a portfolio. How to describe it… An attempt at Angels in America by Woody Allen, perhaps. A con man seduces a closeted and nebbishy jingle writer to score a cheap room in New York City. But is the con as one-sided as it appears?
Of course, I’ll also post assorted completed pieces such as short stories and game scripts. They might not fit in anywhere, but much like those who dwell on the Island of Misfit Toys, there’s still some fun in their hearts.