I spent the morning fighting with two different printers to get my contract printed off, only to lose severely and have to make a trip into town. Contract is signed and sent. Let the waiting recommence. In the meantime, I have gotten almost nothing written today. Ugh. I’ll likely hit my targets before bedtime,...
Okay, that’s the working title. Unless I can’t come up with something better. 🙂 This is the story of what comes before The Courtesy of Knives, where my younger prince first becomes acquainted with our lovely courtesan. Apologies for this being so short: I’ve been struck down by the flu and I’ve kind of...
I find myself in the delightful situation of having no particular due dates and about a zillion possible choices of what to work on next. Do I pick the biopunk? Or the low-magic fantasy with the political intrigue? The contemporary rockstar fantasy? The steampunk bunny that latched onto my brain today? (Thanks Babi, I’ll...
Sorry about the lateness–problems with my DNS and I couldn’t get out onto the internet at all. Just over halfway through the synopsis of Knight and dying of boredom. The story that the betas forgot they were supposed to be betaing, in synopsis form, could be used as a lethal weapon of mass boredom....
I’m spending so much time on Knight now, I couldn’t face doing a blog post about it , too. Lol! Two more weeks… *Dies* Anyway, a snippet from the biopunk story. Eli, our hero/thief, has brought the cyborg to a friend’s bolthole. The friend is an (illegal) expert in biotech. “Wow,” said Marcel, “That’s...
I’m on chapter 18 of 22 now–harder to get stuff done when you have to work all day. On the bright side, the first half has gone to betas and I’ll be sending the last half on the weekend. Knight has officially passed the 90,000 word mark, which scares me a little. It’s a...
You know, that moment when you take the new squeeze out and all your friends come to inspect the goods? And there’s always that one friend that feels that they have to make sure of the new squeeze’s intentions, like it was the 1850’s and you’re some virginal young thing without a brain cell...
Oops! I almost forgot! I’ve had my head down, added 4000 words today (We’re past 80,000 now), and only just realized what time it was. Slightly longer section this week. We meet Michael again, and one of Ross’ coworkers, Marie. “Is that him? He’s cute.” Marie nodded at the big glass doors, where Ross...
I’ve never introduced the bad guy in Knight. He makes my skin crawl and I have to go wash after I write scenes with him in them. Ross came to an abrupt halt two houses up the street from his apartment. Michael was sitting on the step, a bunch of flowers in his hand—blue...
Just a quick tickle tonight, because I’m dead beat. A Knight in Shining Kevlar officially hit 60,000 words yesterday, but there’s still a bunch to go in it, so I’m changing the goal on the progress bar to 70,000. I don’t doubt I’ll make either, sigh. On the bright side, I’m about a week...