It’s been a while, and I figured that when in doubt, give updates!
Sanity Vacuum (if that will be its final name. Probably, I can’t think of anything better) is getting its final facelift before being shipped back to the editor. I am starting to feel really proud of my scifi bundle of madness. The characters have a fascinating dynamic. I don’t want to spoil anything, but let’s just say it’s so me. quIRKy, weird and maybe a little thought-provoking. I’m allowed to have a deeper meaning to it all mixed in somewhere, right?
Moving right along, as my 8th and 9th grade math teacher would say.
Sanity Vacuum has a baby sequel! Junior, titled The Pandora Machine, currently weighs in at almost 52000 words. It’s decidedly dark–that’s how I like it–and the characters get taken for a wild ride. They face betrayal, deceit, conceit, unlikely allies and it only makes them stronger. I’m almost done the skeleton first draft. Then, I’ll add a few chapters here, give a character or two a sex change there, make sure their names are spelled properly. You’ll see, it will be nice. I’m glad I’m still editing Sanity Vacuum while I write this, I like adding my forwards and backwards foreshadowing, Easter eggs and other fun.
You want zombies? I got your zombies, right here! Bedlam is written, and as soon as Sanity Vacuum gets out of edits, the latest Zombie Bedtime Story goes under my knife. It’s the most gruesome and dark piece I’ve written to date. (Well, it might be tied with The Pandora Machine. I’m not quite sure. They’re both depraved, in different ways.) Zombies, a crisis of morality. The choice between duty and your own humanity.