We stopped and got a little (although larger than I expected) greenhouse today, and now the chives and coriander have been transplanted into peat pots and put into the greenhouse. Coriander seedlings smell just like coriander. That would be nicer if I liked it. :) But we sure have a lot of it, and I suspect that more rather than less will survive the transplanting. I’m a little less certain of the chives, but we’ll see. I left the basil and parsley alone because they don’t look anywhere near studly…
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hiding from the internet
Today I am hiding from the internet, because I want to watch the Oscars tonight without already knowing who won what. Gmail already helpfully let me know who won the best film, but I have managed to not see anything else while checking email, so that’s pretty good. (Oh crap. Ted says the download won’t be done tonight. I’m going to have to stay offline tomorrow, too! Multiple Media Avoidance Days! Agh!) The result of staying offline today is I got quite a lot of work done. (Go figure. I…
sloggy progress
Yesterday was utterly useless. Today I decided I needed to focus on either revisions or writing, and given that revisions will pay me sooner, I worked on revisions today. o.O I’m actually about halfway through the WALKING DEAD manuscript now, so it’s going pretty well, although it’s in the last quarter that my editor thinks it really needs work, so. Hopefully I’ll lurch through the third quarter tomorrow and do the last bit over the weekend so I can 1. turn it in and 2. start catching up with NNWM…
Fiction Week: Rabbit Tricks
I am back from London, and for the end of Fiction Week, I present to you a Walker Papers short story to tide you over until book four’s release next fall. :)
tiny bubbles
A while ago I sold my short story “Them Shoes” to Subterranean Press, and it is now up in their Summer magazine! I’m all pleased. :) I haven’t been able to figure out how to start the 5th Walker Papers, despite several attempts. I complained of this last night. Ted said, “Start with a (extremely obvious solution).” Why couldn’t *I* think of that?!? *flails around in exasperation* I’m seriously considering emailing all of those nice “I’d buy ’em if you wrote six books” comments on the last entry to my…