Thanks to Phoebe the Wonder-Editor, “A History of Flight” has now gone from 2nd draft to 3rd and final stage. As I mentioned in an earlier post, this story is developed from a play I wrote 2 years ago. A History of Flight focuses on the back story of that play. I’m happy with it. It’s less self-consciously symbolic than much of what I’ve written recently… no, actually, that’s not true, it still wears it’s symbolism very proudly. I guess the main thing it has less of, than my recent stuff, is weirdness. It’s several degrees less weird than “Movie Night”, for example. It’s mainly, I think, just a story about people getting it wrong, and feeling terrible about it, as people often do 🙂
Over the past couple of weeks I’ve been working on Chapter 12 of the Worm. As always, it’s slow, exacting work, and I never seem to have as much time for it as I hoped. Still, it crawls forward.
Meanwhile, in the background, I’ve been outlining a new story. This is another one I’ve had sitting around as an idea for ages. This seems to be part of my process: an idea comes, but it won’t flesh out into anything until it’s been sitting around for a couple of years, then one day I’m riding to work, or going for a run or something, when suddenly out of nowhere, the next parts of the idea come. It’s called “A Candle for Brother”. It’s a ghost story, or at least, it includes a ghost. Like one or two of my other stories, it originated as a dream. If I end up proceeding with anything like what I have currently outlined, it will be a long story: Possibly a novella, or a novelette, or whatever.
I mentioned in an earlier post, that these have been personally difficult weeks for me. A few friends have made extra effort to be supportive. Their presence has been far more valuable than I think they realise.