Tonight words shall waitTennyson’s writ and revisedReal post tomorrow (Incidentally, yes, I do feel like this:) Pud’n
In my free time this month, the project at hand is the first pass of revisions for Project Tennyson. Which means that every night after our hearthen darling children reluctantly embark on their nightly journey off to Dreamland, I huddle over my keyboard and begin nitpicking my words. Often times, this process boils down to … Continue reading One Way To Buckle Under The Pressure Of Revision
What's that gooey pan of deliciousness, you ask? I'll tell you, my friend, it's brownies. A big pan of yummy, just-baked-and-waiting-for-someone-likely-named-Puddin-to-come-embarrass-himself-in-gluttonous-joy, brownies. Err, well, a partial pan of them, anyway. The kids obviously executed their right of first refusal. Still, this guy? This one is all mine. I kidnapped him from his pan buddies and … Continue reading A Gluttonous Reward For Finishing That Thing
Wintery complaintsfill my thoughts. I swore no more.So! Look! Book is done!In other words, I really really want to complain a little more about having to shovel my driveway again, but I kind promised I was done for the year. But! I just finished the draft of Project Tennyson, and if that's not enough to … Continue reading A Haiku For Finishing Project Tennyson On A Snow Day
If you’re one of the three people that actually keeps track of the progress bar there to the right of the blog, you’re probably wondering why in the name of the unholy new maths Project Tennyson hasn’t advanced in any way, shape, or identifiable form in, like, months. Literally, I think the last time I … Continue reading Writing really, REALLY is rewriting
Remember back in the “Good Ol’ Days”, the halcyon, glory-tinged days of yestermonth, when I actually managed to post more than just a short poem and a dredging up of old short fiction? Like, when I wrote posts about topics. Yeah, last month truly was the Golden Age for blogging. Take comfort, though! Thing are … Continue reading A sad and yet happy farewell to NaNoWriMo 2013.
Since the beginning of the month—well, more precisely since I wrote this post—I’ve been plague by the question titling this post. Should I or should I not fling myself out of the proverbial perfectly good airplane without a parachute on Friday with all my other lemming friends? That is, should I take off my helmet … Continue reading To NaNo, or not to NaNo?
By the time you read this, I will have updated the bar widget to the right that tracks progress on my current novel-in-the-making. Instead of a happy, fully-filled stripe of, uh, (burgundy? firebrick? maroon?) some shade of darkish red, there should now be a sad, empty white box where the color needs to go. With … Continue reading What’s that next book about?