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crystal lake shallow waters flash fiction, essay, horror novel, pick a card, poem, short story, we follow you in the dark, Writing
News:
“Pick a Card” was posted at Crystal Lake’s Patreon for the Shallow Waters theme Mad Magic. (For $5/month tiers and up)
Works in Progress:
I’m pet- and house-sitting for a while, so we’ll see how the new environment affects my productivity. The company, of course, is adorable.
I finished my essay on The Others and The Awakening, 4770 words total, which means three essays done and dusted. I have a few more I want to do this year, but with the new venue, I want to work on something that doesn’t have required viewing, so I’m going to at least start on my rewrite of We Follow You in the Dark to make it more sellable. I’m not sure how this is going to go, especially since the original was good, but I think it’s worth a try while I’m waiting for edits to come in.
It reminds me of Nocturne, in that what will change is almost solely on the character side. There will be whole swaths of the novel that stays the same, which will hopefully help me get through this in less than a month. I’d love to finish it during the house-sitting, but I’m terrible at gauging how long things will take and I’d rather not get my hopes up that I’ll finish it up that quickly, even with extra days off work. As I’ve resolved to continue, I plan to be gentle with myself rather than push toward word goals or a conclusion. I won’t return to word goals until I start The Twelfth Wife later this year, and they’ll be less demanding than in the past.
Books I’m Reading:
The Jackal Man by Russell C. Connor
Incidents Around the House by Josh Malerman
Things I’m Listening To:
Fourth of July playlist
Let’s Hear It for the Girls playlist
Eurielle
Things I’m Watching:
Buddy
The Closer series
America’s Got Talent series
Hawaii Five-O series
The Rookie series
The Following series
Private Practice series
All Creatures Great and Small series (finished)
Poem of the Week:
from shadows,
light strikes angles, curves,
gleaming mouths, slavering ivory.
freeze like rabbit in the way of a hare,
little nose quivering against ordure
and offal dragging along the floor.
it shuffles, searching blind through
your shuddering beam,
then beyond.
brief relief.
Amanda M. Blake 