Okay, okay. We’re three days away from 2022, so I guess we should act like it. (On a side note, I’ve checked out a laptop at the library, which, on one hand feels very neat, but on the other hand,
WriYe and the Year’s End
It’s that time of month again. And that time of year. Madness. Also, I talked about this over at Turtleduck Press earlier this week, but does anyone else feel like 2021 is a liminal year? Like, that it doesn’t really
Into December
Man, this once a week schedule is just not doing it for me. I may have to go back to twice a week for my own sanity, or just take a break til 2022. I shall ponder. Nano went, well.
Preparing to Lose
Well, squiders, how’s your November going? Mine’s a cluster, but it’s fine. I’m fine. Everything is fine. There are five days left in November. In those five days (including today), in order to get to 50K, I need to write
This is Not Going Well
Oy vey, squiders. It’s what, the 11th? So, for Nano, I’m probably supposed to be at, oh, 18,300 words or some such. I’m at 11,400-ish. Almost seven thousand words behind and slowly slipping, day by day. It’s not from lack
Realistic Fantasy Travel
As promised, here are my notes from the MileHiCon panel that ended up just being about horses rather than realistic fantasy travel in general. I have notes on three different areas: horses (ubiquitous in almost all forms of fantasy, since
WriYe and Planning
The last month has been so off-kilter that I didn’t even do the WriYe blog prompt in September. So, uh, here it is. Actually, it kind of goes along with the outlining workshop I’ve been working on for SkillShare. Convenient.
Already Distracted
So, yesterday, my spouse woke up and was extremely upset about his lack of camping and specifically backpacking this summer. And I said, “Look, we’re super busy this month, so the only day we have to go is, well, today.”
Moving On (And a Finished Draft)
Apologies, squiders. I started this hours ago but then got distracted by Ghost Hunters. Man, I love ghost hunting shows even though I don’t actually believe in ghosts. Oh well. So, as promised (or at least hoped for), I finished
The Climax Conundrum
Oh, squiders. I think I’ve mentioned this before, but I always get all squirrelly when I reach the climax of a novel. It’s extremely frustrating, because I’m so close to being done, but sitting down and actually working, getting more
