Blurred Line

Just a few writing notes: I've officially pushed back Issue #1 of Fusion Fragment to February. I just haven't received enough quality submissions and I'm doubtful that I'm suddenly get bombarded with a bunch of great stories in time to publish an issue in the next two weeks. This is what I get for being so picky.

Also, I've been working on "Spam" today. Originally, I'd planned for it to run about 5000 words, then thought it'd be closer to 3500. Well, it's taken another turn and I think it'll end up being back in the 4500-5000 word area. It's gone from being a story about rival gangs having internet flame wars (the difference being that in the future, flame wars don't play out like a couple of nerdy twelve year olds slapping each other) to being something of a techno-heist story. Incidentally, I was rather fond of my original premise, but it was one of those instances where things just didn't pan out on paper. On the other hand, now I get to write cheesy heist dialogue like this:

"What's H's game?" Zan asks.
"Street cred, mostly. Though it'd give his blog hits a bounce. Get him some more jobs."
Zan snorts. "He wants to get more customers by fucking over the ones he already has?"
"H has never been able to see more than one variable at a time."
"What's your take on this?"
"Ten percent of H's next three jobs. That's assuming I decide to stay on with him."
Zan looks over at her. She doesn’t meet his gaze. Wants to let him observe.
"H is a good guy. I like him," she says. "But he's not very good at what he does. Gotten by mostly on luck and the ability to surround himself with smart people.
"So, I could stay on with him. Make my ten percent. Maybe enough to buy a nice house. But, sooner or later, someone's going to bring H down, simply because he doesn't know how to play the angles. And then what? Legit biz wouldn’t be likely to hire me because of my involvement with him and I'm not the type to get any deeper into the other end of the spectrum. Who knows, I might end up getting pinched right along with H.
"Way I see it, the best option is to strike out on my own while I can. Do something really big, then disappear. All I need is someone with the contacts to put the last few pieces of the puzzle into place."


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