It was a very nice quiet weekend. Perhaps a little quieter than I’d have liked, ’cause Ted was off working pretty much the entire weekend. I haven’t seen much of him lately. Sending him back to work was a bad idea! Except, er, you know, for keeping a roof over our heads and food on the table… ;) Anyway, I wrote some and read some and walked some, and went over to Mom and Dad’s for dinner last night and in fact a whole afternoon of visiting, which was just…
v. nice
Cut 3K from FIREBIRD DECEPTION. I think I can replace 500 word with a new scene, but mostly the stuff that went was meandering cruft and didn’t properly advance the story (it advanced it, but not the way I wanted it to), so despite the fact that I’m back down beneath 50K, I’m happier with it. And I oughta be able to make up the 3K pretty easily. All is well. Had a lovely walk with Dad, and now I’m trying to figure out what to do with myself. miles…
wow. o.o
Wow. Despite being light-headed from the cold medicine (I do not remember cold medicine doing this to me thirty pounds ago. I noticed it did it to me in December and March when I had colds, and I can’t figure out if it’s always done it to me and I’m just now actively noticing it or if it’s because there’s significantly less of me to spread the same amount of drug through), I got chapter one of COYOTE DREAMS finished, and I like it. 1400 words today, which is not…
Ready or not…
I believe I have caught Shaun’s cold. This is very sad, but my throat’s been itchy and the allegra’s not stopping the itch, and I woke up this morning with a stuffy nose. I’ve drugged myself and intend to carry on as if I am well, but with plenty of sleep. I wouldn’t even mind being sick except, maaaaan, *right* before we go to Hawaii? Snivel. I think I’ve gotten a thousand-ish words written this morning. Going to go do more in a few minutes here, but first I’m going…
holy matrimony, batman
Holy matrimony, Batman. *Besides* the extremely cool publicity thing which I will speak more of on Monday when I know more about it, I also got revisiony-edity things on *both* “Banshee Cries” *and* THE CARDINAL RULE today, which shot to hell any chance I had of accomplishing anything because my brain filled right up and went AUGH! with the sheer number of things that must needs be accomplished. Between those revision/edity things and the proposal due on June 1 and the book due on July 1, it is *very clear*…