Just Another Face In A Red Jumpsuit

Hey, who knew? According to this children’s book from the 70’s, “In the year 2010 everyone wears a jumpsuit and shoes.” I'm gonna have to hit the stores, although frankly I may be more inclined to get me some sporty neon rings.

Me, I like the reference to the kitchen control panel looking like a typewriter, myself. It’s like when Mom refers to the tiny keyboard on her phone as the “typewriter.”* It’s interesting to see some of the things that are actually strangely spot-on, even though he definitely doesn’t have a good fluent language for it yet.

Either way, it’s still mind-blowing to realize just how much things have changed in just 40 years, innit?


*She also uses homerow when typing on it. Transcription training does not go lightly.

ETA: Forgot to say, thanks, archmage!

Progress!

So, I have finished the composing part of writing Doctors!

Now to type it up,* edit the hell out of it, read it through to double-check for continuity, find a couple of beta readers, put it in manuscript form, send it off to a publisher, and prepare myself for rejection!

I will also be starting back on the Obligatory Giant Young Adult Fantasy Epic (OGYAFE for short), on the theory that if I stay in the Doctors! universe too long the common belief that THIS IS THE DUMBEST BOOK ANYONE HAS EVER WRITTEN will overwhelm me unless I can retreat to a project I don’t hate with every fiber of my being yet.

I feel like I’m actually making progress. It’s kind of … weird.


*I am an idiot and do all my raw composing in pretty notebooks with silly pens—either fine-tip Sharpie markers or ridiculous gel-writers. Partly this is due to a color-coding System I have worked out, and partly because Sharpies are fun. Either way, I like it better than trying to type.