any excuse for a nap
Mar. 13th, 2009 03:24 pmRecently on Facebook I mentioned that I'd finished a novel, the first of three I've planned for this year. It's a four-part romp about a young boy who lives in a street where nothing works. After a mysterious crew of silver-suited plumbers wake him up in the middle of the night, Ollie finds himself falling through holes between worlds--meeting vampires, cyborg pirates, and living castles, among other things--and ultimately saving the multiverse from the plumbers' nefarious plans.
The release date of the first instalment is May 2010--a very long way off . It doesn't even have a title yet (but Omnibus is the publisher). I mention it here mainly to answer those people who've asked about it, and also to talk about how so many of my stories are inspired by things that happen at night.
This particular book wouldn't have existed but for a 4am event in our street almost identical to the one in the book (minus the holes-to-other-worlds angle, of course) plus several hours of hypnagogic musings on the subject. That's just one book. There's also The Stone Mage & the Sea and the various Change series, "A Map of the Mines of Barnath" and the Structure stories, my first novel Metal Fatigue, and Protection, the crime novel I'll be writing next year--all of which came from dreams. That's not to mention the many, many plot points generated while unconscious--solutions that came to me, over the course of waking up, to problems that utterly stumped me the day before.
The subconscious-as-homunculus model of writing is one I'm very much beholden to. The more evidence mounts, the more I'm convinced that my best ideas come while I'm asleep.
That said, I've stopped reaching for my bedside notebook every time I lurch out of unconsciousness, brain a-buzz with what feels like awesome inspiration. Most of the notes I write under those circumstances are gibberish, when they're legible at all. Sleep, I've learned, may provide ideas, but it's also a great filter of crap ones. I figure that if something's worth remembering, I will remember it--or it'll drag me out of bed, properly awake, after an hour of nagging--and if I forget something, it was probably for a reason. On the odd occasion I do worry that I've lost a good idea, I console myself with the knowledge that coming by another one might be as simple as rolling over and getting a few more Zs.
The release date of the first instalment is May 2010--a very long way off . It doesn't even have a title yet (but Omnibus is the publisher). I mention it here mainly to answer those people who've asked about it, and also to talk about how so many of my stories are inspired by things that happen at night.
This particular book wouldn't have existed but for a 4am event in our street almost identical to the one in the book (minus the holes-to-other-worlds angle, of course) plus several hours of hypnagogic musings on the subject. That's just one book. There's also The Stone Mage & the Sea and the various Change series, "A Map of the Mines of Barnath" and the Structure stories, my first novel Metal Fatigue, and Protection, the crime novel I'll be writing next year--all of which came from dreams. That's not to mention the many, many plot points generated while unconscious--solutions that came to me, over the course of waking up, to problems that utterly stumped me the day before.
The subconscious-as-homunculus model of writing is one I'm very much beholden to. The more evidence mounts, the more I'm convinced that my best ideas come while I'm asleep.
That said, I've stopped reaching for my bedside notebook every time I lurch out of unconsciousness, brain a-buzz with what feels like awesome inspiration. Most of the notes I write under those circumstances are gibberish, when they're legible at all. Sleep, I've learned, may provide ideas, but it's also a great filter of crap ones. I figure that if something's worth remembering, I will remember it--or it'll drag me out of bed, properly awake, after an hour of nagging--and if I forget something, it was probably for a reason. On the odd occasion I do worry that I've lost a good idea, I console myself with the knowledge that coming by another one might be as simple as rolling over and getting a few more Zs.
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Date: 2009-03-13 05:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-13 05:13 am (UTC)Here's one, verbatim: "a Russian serial killer has moved to Australia and re-started life as a journalist. The only evidence of his crimes back home are a series of tea-towels taken from the victims' homes plus his habit of encoding the names of his victims into the articles he writes. Similar crimes start occurring in Australia, and then someone stumbles across the tea-towels..."
Tea-towels? What?? But maybe one day I'll ditch that element and find something useful to do with rest of it. Or vice versa. :-)
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Date: 2009-03-13 05:39 am (UTC)The following sentences came to me in the lee of a dream just last night:
"Pittsburgh's never been a town for heroes—or villains, for that matter. I've always wondered why that is, you know?—why the whole masked vigilante/criminal thing never took root in this city like it did in, say, New York (where in the 1930s and '40s there were six or seven of them in every neighborhood) or Chicago or DC. Even Philadelphia had one, back in the old days: Liberty Belle, the All-American Maid who cleaned up "Philthy Philly" mainly by using her sex appeal to get the town's young rowdies all riled up against mobsters and troublemaking Negroes. Pittsburgh, though...."
Too much goddamned Watchmen. Now I'm writing about costumed crusaders and razor-wielding serial killers in Pittsburgh. It's all going to lead to some big transhumanist thing about the first bio/nano-engineered superhero.
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Date: 2009-03-13 06:29 am (UTC)I should make it clearer (to anyone less understanding than you who happens to read this) that my story is completely different to Time Bandits. But it's good to know that in synopsis it is flagging that movie. I'll be sure to phrase it differently in future. Thanks!
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Date: 2009-03-13 05:23 pm (UTC)What happens to all those costumed vigilantes when the real superheroes appear? And, worse, the supervillains? I mean, I fully plan to wreak unimaginable havoc upon the world the microsecond my uploaded consciousness gets loose onto the 'Net, after all....
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Date: 2009-03-13 05:26 pm (UTC)Messy, yes. Definitely yucky. But, hey, it works! I have five of 'em. Who needs a Roomba or a Muse when you've got an army of doodoo golems at your command?
Don't expect to get many visitors after you create them, though....
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Date: 2009-03-13 11:56 pm (UTC)I for one am excited by this prospect.
I mean, I fully plan to wreak unimaginable havoc upon the world
Heh. Join the club. :-) What will you call yourself?
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Date: 2009-03-14 01:54 am (UTC)And when the havoc comes, my identity will simply be "Plague of Locusts"--since my primary consciousness will be distributed among trillions of semi-independent nanobots. I plan on sweeping through this continent like a storm, leaving behind only piles of oxidized-iron sand and re-processed graphite in my wake.
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