I mean, good Christ, how many books do I have in the pipeline? Six? Okay, five and a spare since I'm now working on The Perfect Rochester, but I got my ass chomped again by another plotbunny. It's not a copycat story, but it's a story idea that got triggered by a classic. Mind you, I never read the book, but I did watch the movie adaptation back when I was a kid. It's on Youtube, and I had to watch it again. Much of it didn't age well, but there's a lot of potential for the creepy stuff, and I'm now wondering if a reboot of it would've done the story justice.
Whether or not the events did happen is neither here nor there. I just find the concept of a deeply traumatic event somehow impressing itself into its environment and triggering hauntings under certain circumstances very, very fascinating. In this case, it's recycled parts of the wreckage that are haunted. So I've been toying with the seeds of a new story, which include a bit of playtime in the sandbox of book cover art. And now that I think about it, I've yet to write a book that's about such an event, and I really dig the idea because unlike what I've done so far, it's a passive haunting on the whole, but some residual intelligent haunting can still affect the outcome.
Or something like that. Obviously I have to think about it some more, but that's the general idea.
If I do move forward with it, I already have a title for the book, but I'd rather not jinx myself or do something I'll end up regretting later (which usually results in me canceling the project and announcing that here with my tail between my legs).
In other news, I've been distracted by the recent Democratic National Convention, and while I couldn't watch the entire live broadcast because of work, I was able to catch up -- at least on some key speeches plus the wild roll call on day two -- via Youtube and Kamala Harris's official channel (no talking heads anywhere!). I'm still helping my sister out with the postcards to swing states, and I've already finished half the bundle she sent me and will be able to take care of the rest this weekend. She might be sending me more. I've already been to the site, and I saw that they're already backlogged with thousands of orders, and there might not be any left by the time they get to my name. It's worth a shot, anyway, but I've got my sister to help out no matter what.
Today's the start of my three-day birthday weekend, so I've got a lot of writing on tap. Monday (my birthday) is set to be a quiet one with time spent on my side project to see where it'll take me. I'm actually now debating on whether or not to publish it under my main pseudonym (if it does get published), but as always, I'm jumping way ahead when I only have two chapters written. So as you can see, any time outside my day job, when not packed with chores and errands, is spent writing. I read when I'm done with the day's writing task as well, so all in all, my life isn't a particularly exciting one, I'm afraid.
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