Ok, I’ve got a plane ticket itinerary, if not an actual blow by blow itinerary, so I think that’s close enough to official to talk about this now: Luna is sending me to Seattle for three days in early June to do a radio talk circuit tour for URBAN SHAMAN! They’re working on lining up the radio stations, so I don’t have a list yet, and I don’t know if any of them do webcasting, but I will post with those gory details when I have them. I am Pretty…
quiet weekend
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…