Last week I talked about my retirement plans. Writing was
mentioned only in passing. That doesn’t mean I don’t have plans along those
lines.
I’m already into the second draft of the “official” WIP,
working title “Officer Involved.” It’s the seventh Penns River novel, about a
Black cop shooting a white man. Not just any white man; a white supremacist. A
bunch of Whitey’s buddies decide this can’t go unremarked upon and the local
cops have their hands full.
I also have a story that needs one or two more passes. It’s
a Western based on the song “Seven Spanish Angels.”
Queued up behind them are:
- Another Penns River story
about illegal high school football betting. Tentative title: “The Spread.”
- A return to Nick Forte.
Forte leaves Chicago to help Goose, who has gone to the hills to help his
family. Tentative title: “The Bottom.”
- A Penns River short story,
“The Box,” that has been awaiting edits since the 35-day government
shutdown a couple of years ago.
The first few weeks, while practicing the Chinatown
Principle*, I intend to watch a Western a day to whet my appetite for the
Western novel I’ve picked up and set down several times. There are good bits there,
but I haven’t found the narrative I want to tie them together. Maybe some
immersion will help.
After that? I have notes on a high-octane thriller I may
write for the hell of it, just to see if I can do it. I suspect it will end up
being a bit of a satire, but that’s okay, too.
I also have an itch to write a straight-up comedy novel.
Maybe even a caper. My mind doesn’t tend to plot as tightly as a caper
requires, but this is how we learn, right?
I suspect I’ll have other ideas as time goes. I’m going to
be disappointed if I’m not retired for a long time.
(*--Evelyn Mulwray: What were you doing [in Chinatown]?
Jake Gittes: Working for the District Attorney.
Evelyn Mulwray: Doing what?
Jake Gittes: As little as possible.)
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