I got the final colors for Chance #1 this morning, and they’re beautiful. I had a bunch of minor detaily notes for the colorist last week, and he fixed ’em all up wonderfully, and just wow. *Wow*. I’ll post the first five pages, with letters and everything, for people to admire, when I get ’em. Hopefully Friday. Wow. Ardian’s sent me all but one of the pages for the second issue now, too. I think it’s prettier than the first issue, and the first issue is gorgeous. I also think,…
*puffed cheeks*
The synopsis for CAULDRON is done. I’ve done a page-long synopsis for the fifth book and a three paragraph one for the sixth, but included the last chapter of the sixth book, which I’ve had written for well over a year now, so, y’know, hopefully that alliveates some of the “bad writer, no cookie” for only a 3 paragraph synopsis. Besides, that’s two books and probably 3 years away, so it’s probably good enough for the moment. I really, really should write a third chapter for the CAULDRON proposal, on…
PHOENIX LAW
THE PHOENIX LAW is now available at eHarlequin.com‘s webstore. (Has been for a couple weeks, in fact, but I forgot.) It’ll be in stores December 2006, and no other time, so please do go forth and buy it! This is the last Cate Dermody book for the foreseeable future. I’ve got a couple ideas to write for Harlequin’s new Nocturne line, but whether I actually get to that or not remains to be seen. I hope that in a couple years I’ll be in a position to re-package the rest…
nice day
It’d be okay if this cold went away now. :p I got most of the synopsis for CAULDRON BORNE written yesterday, and more or less none of it written today. :) My genius plot-machine (I typed “hot-machine” first, you may take that as you will) husband helped me come up with (ie, came up with himself) the plot bunnies for Walker Papers 6 while we were on the way in to Cork to see The Prestige, so I should get that whole proposal turned in tomorrow or Wednesday. And in…
a year ago…
A year ago–a year and three days, because I forgot to post on the 9th–I flew into Dublin and my family met me at the airport. We took a bus into the city centre (Breic told me, “Auntie Catie, Auntie Catie, that’s the Wiver Wiffey!” as we went by the River Liffey, and Seirid stared at me suspiciously the whole way) and a cab to my parents’ house, and voila, I had moved to Ireland. It was all strange and nerve-wracking and extremely overwhelming. Three hundred and sixty-four days later,…