So. Another year’s whisked by. A strange year, to be sure. But also a busy and productive one, both in and out of writing.
I’ll waffle on about the year as a whole, before I list all my publications at the bottom for award eligibility and reading sources (this is what all the cool kids are doing, apparently).
It was last year, way back in 2016, that I really kicked novel writing into gear, having penned The Rogue Galaxy. I swore, that if nothing else, I’d get an agent. And on May 31 of 2017, the day I turned 22, that happened. The wonderful and endlessly patient John Jarrold offered me literary representation (and by extension, my film/TV rights got rep’d by The Gotham Group). After tirelessly chasing after agents for years and failing at every turn, getting The Call and just knowing that I’m one major step closer to having a novel published was my highlight of the year, no contest. The process of writing is plagued with self-doubt, self-loathing and way too many coffees, and having the guy who edited Robert Jordan, Iain M. Banks and Guy Gavriel Kay tell me that I wrote a “great book” and take a gamble on representing me (an offer he only makes to four people a year) works magic for validating your position as a writer.
I went through edits for Rogue – my first time doing agent edits – and it’s been on editors desks for a good few months now. This post would be very different if I’d gotten good news, so it’s no secret that it hasn’t sold. No book deal. Yet. But come 2018, that could change. And I truly hope it does. My gut feeling is that next year is going to be the year I achieve what I’ve really always wanted ever since I started putting words on a blank page.
I finished my next novel, Stormblood, my 1st person-narrated The Wire/Mass Effect mash-up, at 113k (since become 120k). I technically started it in December 2016, but I was so occupied with Rogue that it got put on the back-burner. It’s my favourite thing I’ve written so far, and the first time I think I’ve really “broken out” as a writer, but more on that below. As of writing, I’ve finished agent edits on it and will sending it to John for one final look in January. I’ve also reached 50k in a new novel, this one a heist narrative set in a dystopian world. My agent likes it so far, and I’m excited to keep working on it in the new year.
So that’s three novels worked on in 2017, and written two of them for a total of almost 200k. Which I’m very, very happy with.
Short Fiction/Other Writing:
I had an excellent year for short fiction, considering that novels have remained my priority, doubly so since I got an agent. While I haven’t sold everything and haven’t hit all the magazines I wanted, but I’m happy with what I’ve got, and I’m very happy with the audiences I’ve reached. Here’s my work, and my thoughts on them.
“When there’s Only Dust Left”
Nature, 950 words
A dark story about AIs being put into dust motes and worming into the heads of enemy soldiers to torment them and warp reality.
“House of Dolls”
Tales to Terrify, 2600 words (audio)
My debut publication with this podcast about two people who find a series of mannequins locked in a basement. It’s also one of my favourites, but you be the judge of that.
“The Human I Never Was”
EveryDayFiction, 830 words
Another flash piece about the merging of man and machine, overlaid with a cynical, in-your-face voice. I’ve been trying to sell this one for a while now. It’s a divisive story, with over three dozen comments arguing about it’s merit and what I was really trying to do with it. And that’s exactly what I want. A strong reaction is better than no reaction at all, (there’s something truly special about being a fly on the wall, listening to folks analyse your work) and since the majority of people did like it, I’m very content.
“Ark of Bones”
StarShipSofa, 6700 words
I’ve been trying to sell this District 9-esque story about human and alien segregation for ages, and I’m very happy where with it ended up. My favourite story of the year is about friendship, brotherhood, the cost of oppression, and is rendered in audio beautifully by Mikael Naramore. I often don’t like listening to my own work narrated, but this is the best exception. I’ve gotten wonderful feedback from folks who’ve tuned into it. And again, knowing that so many people are hearing your characters and your worlds narrated in their iPhones and cars is awesome. I love this story, so it’s great seeing how it’s turned out. Also: it’s been translated into Chinese by Science-Fiction World and will be releasing to an even bigger audience in a few days.
“The dataSultan of Streets and Stars”
Where the Stars Rise: Asian SF, 7100 words
My other favourite story of the year is also the only one not available online for free, but can be picked up from any online retailer (and here’s why you should). It’s got espionage, Arab gangsters, AIs turned djinn, and a snarky protagonist in future Istanbul, and was an absolute blast to write. It’s one of those stories I took a risk on, and I’m very happy with the end result. It’s been pretty well received, every second review on Goodreads mentions it in a positive way, with one reviewer rating the anthology as a whole with “4 out of 5 djinn” (bingo square). The anthology seems to be doing well, and I hope the reviews and sales continue to pour in. If you want to read an excerpt, you can do that here.
Not a huge amount of stories, but I’m happy with them, and happy with the ones that have been reprinted. Look out for future, upcoming work in Abyss & Apex, Tales to Terrify, Shades Within Us, and a translation in China’s SFW.
And as always, if you have any thoughts about these stories, good or bad, do get in touch. Hearing from readers is the best part about being a writer, and we really do care about what you have to say, as long as it’s respectful.
I’ve really stabilized my place in life. I’ve fixed up my house, cemented my weekly schedule, and started broadening out to a wider, but tighter circle of friends that have made me realise what I was missing out on before. I managed two overseas trips, one to Finland where I had an awesome experience at WorldCon (which you can read about here). I’ve started to lose weight, starting cooking again, really settled into my day job, and started exploring a bunch of new things I’ve always wanted to do, even if it’s going out on nights when I’d usually stay at home or using my local beach more. I’m an adventurous person, but like everyone I settle into a rut far too easily, and I don’t like budging out of it. Now that I’m making an effort to do just that…yeah, it’s worth the effort.
Last year was the start of me finding my own feet in life, but 2017 is really where it went into gear and I started living for myself, and started realising the full extent of my options. It’s scary, but it’s also liberating. I’ll likely be packing my bags and heading to Thailand for a week or two in the new year, something I never considered doing by myself a couple of years back.
There’s always room for improvement, and I have a few things I want to remedy (improving my patience, for one), but I’m determined to get there.
I lied when I said that Stormblood was the first novel where I broke out of my rut and wrote whatever the hell I wanted to. I did that before, but it was Stormblood where I knew I was going to take every plunge.
All writers knows that when we put something on the page, we’re giving a piece of ourselves away. We’re revealing to other people what we’re interested in, what makes us tick, the things we want to express, and piece of who we are. It’s cliched, but it’s true. And when you put yourself on the page, you’re opening a peephole into your brain and letting other people know how it works. How you work. How you feel.
So it’s understandable that you might want to hold some of that back.
Which is why, sometimes, I’ve held myself back. From writing first-person, from writing snarky, voice-driven stuff. From putting my characters through certain things, giving them certain histories and traumas. From channeling certain emotional experiences and sentimental values. From writing certain kinds of worlds, even kinds of emotional arcs. There’s always been there, but I’ve always held back. I’ve always stopped myself from “going there”. Not only because I wasn’t sure whether or not I could do it, but whether I should do it. If I was prepared to give those parts of me away. If I was ready for other people, including my family and close friends, read it.
But writing isn’t worth doing unless you’re writing exactly what you want to write. Not what sells, not what social media dogpile of the week says you should be. What you want to write.
So with Stormblood, that’s what I did. I created a post-war world that was both gritty and exuberant, savage and wondrous. Filled with machines and cultures and technologies that have been burning in my head for years. But at the center of it, I wrote a bi-racial, two-metre tall guy in first-person, a guy who’s been through all kinds of personal hells and traumas, and lived to tell them. I didn’t shy away from them, and I didn’t shy away from giving him a strong voice with a warped sense of humour not unlike my own. But I also didn’t shy away from making him an emotional and conflicted human being. He’s sculpted by his past and his relationship with his brother, reflects on how he feels about authority, his siblings and his friends, and how they’ve emotionally shaped him into the man he is. I explored some stuff I wouldn’t dare meddle with two years ago, and put him through certain torments I didn’t think I could ever pull off successfully. Basically: I put my heart on the page.
Even now, is this isn’t easy for me to admit.
It’s not like I didn’t already weave in ideas and themes and narrative elements that are special to me into my work, they’re in everything I write. But this was the first time that the tap’s on full blast. That I sat down to write a first-person narrator that embodied so much of what’s important to me, his story infused with peoples and concepts and ideas tapped directly into things I love and stories I want to tell.
I mentioned earlier that Stormblood is my favourite thing I’ve ever written. This is why. The pay-off was truly and utterly worth it. My agent and beta readers all agree it’s my best project yet. That it’s got a confidence, a genuine-ness about it. I’m already getting comments from my family and friends that the main character is an insight into me as a person. Which is its own certain kind of reward. But better than that: it feels authentic.
Doing this has forever shaped the way I write and the stories I want to tell and the way I want to tell them. I’ll be taking those risks, writing those emotional highs and lows. Putting bits of myself into my characters, even if it’s sometimes more than I’m comfortable with. Forcing them through certain experiences and traumas that I’m afraid to write, because I know the pay-off will be grand, and because it’ll be exactly what I want to write. Because, really, otherwise it’s pointless.
So if you are afraid to reveal bit about yourself, or you desperately want to write something but are unsure of the end result, or just can’t muster up the courage to tell the story that only you can tell, do it anyway. Because that’s what I’ll be doing in 2018, and I will not settle for less. And I hope you won’t, either.