My studio is totally digital, but other than that resembles all studios of painters that we have seen from the time photography was invented and invited into such studios. As a writer there are no messy paints (though a language and its words together are a type of paint – think watercolor, acrylic etc.) But on invisible easels and stacked against invisible studio walls I have current big pieces, small pieces, sketches, fragments, all fallow or active, sketch books of numinous terms and phrases, and so on. All in their various stages of being worked upon and all sitting around the studio, tidily organized (to this artist’s eye).
My current novel-in-progress is, short title, LTLIM, which was finished and then put up on cinder blocks, as we do, by me to re-work the first section. LTLIM is the story of four littleCats sent by Bastet to the city of Walnut River, the same Walnut River that appears in several of the stories in The Goddess and the Big Bang, to mitigate, as much as is possible, an urban massacre.
After that …? Sketches and fragments for the prequel to Alba fill several “notebooks”.
I am also working on a second collection of magical realism stories of littleCats, a companion (or familiar) volume to The Goddess and the Big Bang. I have two novellas in progress; one dystopian, telling in a new way, i.e. from a novel kind of voice, life on a frozen Earth after “the end of the world”, and another set on a starship, where the main character is so lowly in the hierarchy that she is not allowed a name. There are always short stories, active, fallow, and recovered from fallow. And poems introduce themselves to me, as they do, now and again, and I scribe them down dutifully and with gratitude that I am the chosen author.