Ninja Gaia Jiraiya

Today was strange – I struggled to produce anything at all, and yet, in the washup, I have achieved more than expected.

I feel I continue to struggle with The Savage Redemption of Gaia, and yet I managed to eek out 1200 words on the story. Here’s a sample:

‘The world before Yumi’s birth was prosperous, unmarked by the depredations of the monster horde. Ancient shrines and shanties stood beside skyscrapers of steel and glass in the compromise known as Japan. Now barren hills looked over the abandoned, pock-marked plain.

Yumi’s family, and her entire way of life, was wedged into the cracks and basements of the fractured metropolis once called Tokyo. A few precious thousand were all that remained.’

I also sent off a copy of Fridge to Cricket magazine. I’ve yet to hear anything from Story House (a coffee label producer), but after recently rereading their guidelines, they claim no exclusive rights, so I decided to sub the story elsewhere. This is a fairly brave move, as Cricket is a leading US kids magazine (ages 9-14). Upon reading Fridge once more, I realise it does sit well in the children’s fiction range, which is strange, as I never set out to write it that way. Seems many things happen by accident that still turn out for the best.

I’ve also been corresponding with a young Melbourne guy keen to do Iga-ryu Ninjutsu. So keen in fact, he’d pumping me for info on my experiences with Grand Master Saito (back when I was fit, disciplined, and exceedingly handy with a sword). As it turns out, I am a more forthcoming source of information, which is scary in many ways (having been out of the game for many years), but vindicating in others. On the whole, it’s not too surprising – ninjutsu IS supposed to be secretive. I could probably make a book outta that too – The secret diary of an ex-ninja. Could be a hoot!