The Hallway

I have spent a ridiculous amount of time tonight, writing about this hallway.

(Got through about 17,000 words of the Second Draft this weekend, for what it’s worth.)

13 Months in the Year of the Dog

Those of you who don’t care about the new novel have been putting up with a lot lately.
As a consolation, here’s one of the cooler sites I’ve run across recently.

People in Glass Houses

I’d carry on the whole Lost Weekend things here but, in all honesty, I’m pretty sure that the pills the doctor gave me for my back are placebos.
(Gracias, Doctor Placebo Domingo.)
Spent most of the day working through the Second Draft today, finished up Book Three — which turned out to be a lot better than [...]

The Lost Weekend

About a week and a half ago, I woke up with some stiffness and aches in my neck and left shoulder. I figured I slept wrong and kept moving.
Today, I can barely move my head. My left arm mobility is about twenty percent. And I’m in what could charitably be called progressive discomfort. Or, y’know, [...]

Cellar Door

Honestly, it’s better if you just read it for yourself.

Work Conversation

“Doesn’t she realize that there’s a stereotype here?”
“That’s not a stereotype, that’s a…”
“…a template?”
“Yes, it’s a condition derived from reality.”
(We now return to our regularly scheduled programming.)

Until We Are Good

Well. We’re just shy of one hundred and eight thousand words into the Second Draft. I did a quick calculation tonight and I’m going to have to get through about five thousand words a day in order to finish by my deadline. A typical hour usually produced between one and two thousand words.

So it’s doable [...]

A Quick Milestone and Some Oblique References to Things About Which You Probably Have Little Or No Interest

I am happy to report that, as of about five minutes ago, I just passed 100,000 words on the second draft.
Work is underway. Book Three is ticking along and I’m about just going to make my deadline. Maybe. It’s going to be neck and neck. I’ve got seventeen days and another fifty to seventy thousand [...]

“Actually, What I thought I meant to say was…”

Just took a quick look through the archives and was surprised to see that a year ago I was writing the first draft of what I’m working through in the Second Draft* now.
Worst of all, I posted this — which indicates that somehow I thought I was almost done. Apparently I didn’t realize that Book [...]

“Polka Music Without Instruments, Chanting”

Been sitting here working on a few things and gearing up to write for a while tonight. As I’ve been working, the cats have moved constantly between the two open windows, bouncing back and forth every twenty seconds or so.
Every so often, they’ll both end up looking intently out the same window. A few minutes [...]