For the first time in a week, I slept through the night. The last echoes of the flu seem to be a massive auto-immune attack that left me coughing and having asthma issues at night. So, yes, you’ve been listening to the ramblings of a woman with almost no sleep.
This weekend I need to finish the collaboration with Kevin Anderson — well, my parts of it — so I don’t kill his schedule. It’s going to be tough, and my mind is already on it and not on this blog.
I haven’t had any promo posts, and I’ve asked Charlie Martin to create a widget to send your books url to my associate account, so that I can run whatever people send through it, and not be dependent on our ambulatory mollusc’s very fraught time. Only for now I don’t have it.
I didn’t forget the vignette contest and if I owe you a mailing for various things, be patient for now. I have to finish this novel and possibly the other collaboration, before I can turn my hand to stuff like that. As usual, work with other people must take precedence, because I hate to be late on things and impact other people’s schedule. (I also hate verbifying nouns, but I haven’t had enough caffeine to look for another word, just now.)
I’ve resumed work for PJM, with the proviso that a) it will be done around my fiction work, meaning they might at times have a bit of famine and glut, depending, and that I won’t be caught in an endless rewrite cycle. My first post, on how we nuked the moon with Trump is up.
Yes, I know you have complaints about their interface, but honestly it’s much improved, and also I’ve never known any site that people don’t complain about. Including my own. (And heck, I complain about it too.)
Part of the reason I MUST do the collaborations ASAP and then probably sit down and write like a mad woman is that my ideas keep stacking up. Those who’ve read From Out The Fire or Where Horse and Hero Fell probably know I have a “magical legion” thing in my head. It’s lately gotten very loud, and I’d like to send it to Baen after the collabs.
Not that I’ve forgotten the dragon war and all the rest. It should all be coming relatively soon. I only intend to take a few weeks off this year, and they’re not off from writing, just writing from a different location. So–
Provided the health holds, and hopefully it will — this horrible flu was horrible for everyone and three and a half weeks to recover is NOT unusual or bad, actually. And before I get the usual admonitions in the comments, yep, I had a shot in December. There just was no covalence between it and this year’s strain, or at least this year’s strain in CO.
I’m going over page proofs for Dipped, Stripped and Dead, but I might not put it up this wekend, or at least not the paper version, since that takes at least 3 hours. OTOH I could find myself fried around Monday (it is a three day weekend) and put it up. Who knows.
Okay, that’s about it. Now I go shower and have coffee and work.