Robert Heinlein’s TUNNEL IN THE SKY. Robin McKinley’s THE BLUE SWORD. Anne McCaffrey’s DRAGONSONG. Those are the first three books I specifically remember reading as science fiction and fantasy. They weren’t; I’d been reading SF&F in the guise of children’s books for many years, but they’re the first I recall as genre-specific. I loved them all, but I loved DRAGONSONG and Menolly beyond reason. I had–who are we kidding, still have–a crush on Robinton, on Sebell. I still want a fire lizard. I always will. I met Anne McCaffrey the…
Author: mizkit
calendars
Definitely the last chance now; I’m putting the order in first thing in the morning: order a 2012 Dublin calendar now and you’ll get it signed with a shiny silver pen & everything. :) (I think it looks quite nice, actually! You’ll like it, I promise!)
I don’t even know which book she’s reading.
But I just got a *lovely* compliment from a friend of mine, who said on Twitter “CE Murphy is wonderfully unkind to her characters, and you understand why they’re making this mistake even as you get that it’s a bad idea.” That is by far one of the nicest things anybody’s ever said about my writing. :) The understanding more than the unkindness, I know I’m awful to my poor characters, but it’s so nice to see that the motivations are making sense. Clarifying motivation in characters does not come…
unexpectedly good!
Yesterday was an unexpectedly good writing day. Ted took on the role of Primary Caregiver (which he’s very good about doing at the weekends so I can work), and in a desperate bid to not get further behind on Nano, I wrote 1800 words on it in the morning. Then, because Faith was due back from holidays today, I scrambled to try finishing “Easy Pickings” in the afternoon so she could have a look at it and we could maybe get that baby out into the world. And lo, I…
care packages!
Nothing like care packages from America, full of Good Stuff, to brighten up a day! Even if it was a pretty bright day to begin with. :) Thank you, Mary Anne! I think we now have about 7 pounds of chocolate chips, which is hysterical. :) Writing did not go quite as planned today. Young Indiana woke up 25 minutes into his nap and didn’t want to be put back down after I rescued him, so I had a nice rest with the baby and, er, wrote about 200 words…