A little proof-of-progress excerpt on the current work-in-progress, The Secret Gig:
Matt spotted the boss waited in a black sedan, parked near the entrance of the Airport’s short-term parking block. Balding, moon-faced, with wire-framed glasses, the straggling remnants of his graying hair a stark contrast to the dark, bushy eyebrows that retained a hint of youth. Nobody knew exactly how old Ryan Benson truly was, but the office pool had him pushing sixty, and Matt would have gone a decade older without breaking a sweat. He tapped Jenny Seven’s shoulder and pointed, and the tall woman pulled their own black sedan into an empty spot three down. She killed the engine and they both sat, taking a moment to get in the mindset. On the far side of the airport, past the terminal building and the departure lounges, a 747 achieved take-off and arced into the sky. It was 0400 on a Tuesday. A cold, wet midwinter. A bad day to be flying.
“Alright,” Jenny said. “Let’s get this over with.”
The Secret Gig is one of those projects I’ve been overthinking for for the better half of a year and a half, a September release from 2020 whose original strategy got washed away by Brain Jar rapidly iterating into a small press rather than a self-publishing company.
Like most of the projects of this ilk, I’m preparing to pull it over to Eclectic Projects in the near future, and it’s suffered because I’m trying to do too many things at once. I actually built a visual spreadsheet to help me visualise all the things I’ve started and left unfinished and plan out how and when to progress them in the coming years.
It’s very much a work in progress, but it’s useful to have a visual system for tracking the build-up of a series (and, it has to be said, the end-point for them).