It should come as no shock that I’m currently writing Book Two.
I mean, the realness of it is shocking—it surprises me pretty much every day—but the actual fact of the matter is, this is what people who write books do. They write books. (Yes, I’m still having a hard time getting over this.)
Book Two is hard to talk about. Book Two does not have a title. I love Book Two more than I have loved anything I’ve ever written. I’m not just saying that because it’s new and shiny and exciting—even though it is.
I can’t get specific, since I’m writing it and things change, but here are the parts that are inviolably true: it’s about demons and mortal peril and moral ambiguity, and like everything I’ve ever written, it is a love story.
In some ways, it’s the resurrected corpse of a different story I started a long time ago and then started again, and kept starting. In other more important ways, it’s brand spanking new. The old story had fun characters and interesting prose, and this one tiny little problem where I just never knew what to DO with it, and kept making a lot of different messes.
Now, I know. I mean, I know in a vague, urgent way that keeps me guessing and trying things and IMing tessagratton and saying things like What if I . . .? and Can I do that? Really?
What I’m saying is, I know in the best way possible.
Also, I have a playlist and the playlist is this:
July 2010, ETA—Lala apparently doesn’t exist anymore. So, no more playlist. For posterity, it was:
- Dropping Like Flies – Firewater
- Against All Odds – The Postal Service
- Prayer of the Refugee – Rise Against
- Caroline – Firewater
- Four Winds – Bright Eyes
- Hurt (Quiet) – Nine Inch Nails
- Whistling in the Dark – Firwater
- Sweet Dreams – Marilyn Manson
- Isle of Dogs – Firewater
- Mouth (Stingray Mix) Bush
- Laughing With – Regina Spektor
Tiny disclaimer: I do not make playlists based on what I like (although I do like a lot of these songs). My playlists are made up of songs that encapsulate characters and plot points and themes. They are like a photo-collage, only without cutting up magazines.
Also, a special note: This book would not exist at all without The Ponzi Scheme but I couldn’t put the whole album on the playlist, because that wouldn’t be a very good playlist. Then it would just be an album.