The life most real to me. As evidenced by the preponderance of posts.
Kolya kept his head down and stayed close behind Jadzia as they walked through the hotel. He didn’t see Hans, and more important, Hans did not see him, or so he guessed from the lack of disturbance as they slipped out a side door and into the darkness. The snow had stopped, but the wind […]
New Experiences #TeaserTuesday Read More ยป
It’s so funny how things happen. People will tell you it’s all coincidence. Or they’ll insist it’s not synchronicity when, say, the number five keeps turning up. The first occurrence put you on the alert for the next ones. It’s just random. The universe doesn’t actually give a damn about you, and Fate is a
Cats and Coincidences Read More ยป
I’m a Pisces. I may not practice astrology, but I’m aware of the theory, and I can tell you–I am so a Pisces. A book I was reading recentlyยน started the explanations of the signs with a lightbulb joke to illuminate (hee hee) the personalities of the signs. How many Aries does it take to
An Elaborate Complaint Read More ยป
The new book, that is. 2,000 words on Kolya yesterday. Damn, that felt good. ETA, many hours later: and then I got sucked back into writing, and never finished the post. 1,783 words yesterday, and I am making Kolya sick. It’s awful, but grand how well it’s going. Writing this book is going to fucking
So I’ve been pondering. I don’t think I write weird stuff (not like the Boccalone Prosciutto ice cream I was reading about today), but I do know my work is not easily shoved into any of the boxes available at the moment. Oh, some of it–Fidelis would be an easy sell were it ready, I
You Can’t Win if You Don’t Play Read More ยป
So you know I’ve been poking at structure lately. Tonight mostly as a lark, (to look as if I were doing something) I started poking at working out a plot for Kolya. I started free-form. Just…writing things down as they occurred to me. That was getting me nowhere fast, and someone wanted to war, so
It CAN’T Be That Easy Read More ยป
I’m done. I can’t edit any more right now. I hate to drop the Doomy Summer of Editing DOOM (I hate to drop anything ever!) but I just can’t edit. The arson-urges are too strong. Need to stay away from the flammable stuff for a bit. Part of it’s stress. As July goes on, I
Call in a Frakking Airstrike Read More ยป