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So, CrookedSixpence is kind of bare these days. The way I figure, there’s no better way to shake the new place up than with a stupid gimmick. And what stupider gimmick is there than writing a novel… in two days?

I’ve always wanted to write a novel. I was pretty impressed with myself for covering five index card-sized scraps of construction paper with writing when I was 8. I wrote about 30 notebook pages of sci-fi drivel when I was 14. I got through 1,000 words during last year’s NaNoWriMo. And that’s about as far as I’ve ever gotten. At least, when I had a “novel” in mind.

My problem is that I’m a perfectionist. I edit and re-edit and never get past those first few pages because they just refuse to be perfect. Now, if I have a working period of just two days, I can’t do much editing, can I? I pretty much just have to sit down and type every word that forms a sentence and hope that each sentence relates to its predecessor somehow.
So there’s my challenge.

Actually, my next challenge is to figure out when I’ll be doing this. I don’t have any spare time until April. But I’m doin’ it, folks! I don’t guarantee it’ll be good, but it’s gonna happen either way. Your job is to tell me how sad I’ll make the kittens and puppies of the world if I chicken out. And… go.

The new crookedsixpence.com is finally up. Yes, there are lots of things not here anymore. This is because, well… I don’t really like much of my old stuff. My newer stuff is already on probation as it is. One toe over the line and it’s off to the rubbish bin for {insert file of choice}!

So, it’s tumbleweed territory around here. I’ll fill in the gaps when I get around to it.

This version of crookedsixpence is done up in a blog format because it’s a more personal site, and the word from Milan is that personal is all the rage this season.

Also hot on the runway (OF YOUR MOM’S BASEMENT) are podcasts, and I’ve got one of those now, too. It’s called 6cast (get it? Haha?), and every week on 6cast, I’ll tell you a story. They aren’t very nice stories. I might as well be upfront about that. No casserole recipes from me, no ma’am. And maybe sometimes I’ll have a guest or something. Anyway, you can go ahead and subscribe here (you need a feed reader or podcast player of some kind). As of this post, there are already two episodes waiting to frolic through your iTunes directory, though you already probably know one of them. You can also just listen to them right here, but that isn’t very 21st century now, is it? What would Orwell say? You should be ashamed of yourself! (That’s what he’d say.)

Don’t forget to take a peek at those little squares on the right (if you’re on the front page, that is). I’ve added one called “Best Thing Ever,” which will contain whatever I think is best at the time. It will change now and then, but I don’t know how often. You can click it, and it will take you to links about whatever’s in there, but I avoid linking to Amazon when I can. Not that there’s anything wrong with Amazon. I’d just rather send you to something more informative. Oh, and comics will rot your brain. Don’t sit so close to the TV.

Well, go on then. Observe the newness. And if there’s something I’ve forgotten that you reallyreally think I should bring back or add, there’s a comments box below.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a cup of coffee that requires making.

Well, Eleanor Maize shot a man today.

 6cast 2: Cup of Tea: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

One day she fell asleep, and she never woke up.

 6cast 1: Never Woke Up: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Somethin’ a little different. Narration by yours truly.

View "Never Woke Up"

An old one! Tim Jones does all the voice work.

View "Issues: Weenies"