I apologize for my absence. I am pretty sure I spend as much time apologizing for my absence as I do actually blogging. I don’t even know how this much time goes by. I’ll blog, get busy with parenting, projects, kids, scouts, whatever, look up and go, “oh hey, I have a blog,” and six weeks or more have passed.
Well, not “finished.” I will have a few more folks read through it one more time before I publish it, just to make sure that the last changes I made make sense and find any weird mistakes, inconsistencies, typos, extra blank lines, etc. And there are a few peripherals that need to be done–a character index, an appendix, a revised bio, some maps. But those are small things, really. The good news is…
It’s been a busy month. Let’s start with that. I logged in here to clean up spam and realized it’s been over a month since I posted anything. What have I done with myself in that time? Well, I have not been writing, that’s clear. I’m no further on my edits for Bloodbonded than I was on January 19. I have, however, been very busy with my American Heritage Girls troop–planning, coordinating, meeting, and dealing with all the minutiae. And I’ve been busy with kids. There’s always that.
That moment you think you have six months left in your demanding volunteer job, but then realize it’s only five months:
Pretty sure Schroeder and Lucy represent the folks in my troop who want me to change my mind.
Overall, really, everyone has been super about my decision. They get it. And I’ve been in this job for three years and on the governing board of my troop for a total of five years. It’s time for a break.
Of course, I think people want me to change my mind, but not this time (I’ve done it before). This is a good time for me to step down. The troop is stable, we have a great charter organization, we have an active and involved parent group, and the girls are thriving. I’m leaving at a high point.
In any case, June 7 is my last day in this job. I’m nearly giddy. I know summer will be its normal, frantic self, so I don’t know how much writing will get done then. But I do know that some will get done next fall.
I have this book, Ravenmarked. And I have a few fans. And I have a few sequels planned. And the fans would like to see the sequels sometime before they die.
So I work on the sequel, Bloodbonded. And then I finally can’t look at it anymore, so I finish it as much as I can and send it to five beta readers. Two beta readers drop out. Three beta readers haven’t finished the book. (more…)
Not gonna lie–I’ll be glad to say goodbye to this year.
This hasn’t been the worst year ever, but it’s been far from the best. I’m exhausted from the constant roller coaster of emotions. Not only am I on my own roller coaster, but parenting teens automatically puts me on their roller coasters as well. And then there are the two tweens–one who will enter that mysterious realm of teenagehood in May, the other who will enter middle school in September.
It was cold this morning. Cold and dry, after more than a week of rain that ranged from heavy to downpour. The hubby was gone already, headed to the Midwest for a few days. I’m sure he probably kissed me goodbye before he walked out the door, but I didn’t stir till my alarm went off at 6:00. (more…)
After a brief spate of blogging in mid-November, I kind of went dark. I don’t know why. Nothing to say, I guess. And busy. Always busy.
A quick update: Beta readers still have Bloodbonded. At this point, I think it will need another round of readers before I publish, so once they get it back, I’ll integrate feedback and send it around one more time. I’m not sure when it’ll be live, but probably this spring sometime. Not by February, unfortunately. Hang in there, friends. It’s closer now than it’s ever been, and I won’t let you down.
In the meantime, I thought you might enjoy this first meeting between Queen Maeve (Connor’s mother) and her paramours, Culain Mac Niall and Edgar Wolfbrother. (more…)
I still hate it, but for whatever reason, I keep going to it like an addict who needs a fix. I sometimes back off of posting on my personal page for a while, but then I peek out like a little groundhog, test the waters, and immediately regret it. With all the stuff going on in the world and a whole lot of crappy personal stuff going on the last couple of weeks, I should have just stayed away from Facebook and picked up my knitting. But I didn’t, and yesterday, I ventured onto Facebook and confronted one of those memory posts.
The thing about November is that a lot of my memories involve NaNoWriMo. I already shared one of the NaNoWriMo posts from last year, so I kind of poked through the other memories and realized…