My Magnificent Octopus

Finally, 134 days, approx 105,000 words (with a 10% discard rate) later I have finished the first draft of my novel. That’s 837 words a day – which is fast for me.

I’m not going to reveal any plot details except to say that it’s a contemporary fantasy set in modern London. Over the next month or so I shall be hawking it around literary agents in the hope of getting a bite, that done the, at this moment hypothetical, literary agent will hawk it to publishers in the hope of getting it published.

So while this process starts its back to the day job, Blake’s 7 and Terra Incognita; Chapter Two; In the colonies a trench was a small hole in the gound, two metres by ten was considered a handy size, five by thirty if you were feeling ambitious. On Earth they didn’t do it that way at all…

About Paul Graham Raven

Science fiction, foresight, (post)humanities, infrastructure futures research. Guitarist, scruffy mountebank. Opinions mine, not my employer's. Velcro City ·
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2 Responses to My Magnificent Octopus

  1. Kate Orman says:

    As we say Down Under: “On ya!”

  2. Why thank you Kate. I hope things on the sheep farm are all tickety boo!

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