So. I had a guest post for today, but family stuff intervened so last night I was neither able to cue it in time, nor get to bed before close to one, which means I got up late today.
I’ll do a brief state of the writer.
I’m still fighting something upper respiratory with extreme tiredness. Seems to be going around and takes a long time to kick. Working on it.
Signs I’m getting better include the fact I’m finally reading stuff that is not Jane Austen fanfic again. For a while it was all I could handle.
Tried a couple of thriller series, but they failed to hold me. So I fell back into the fanfic and I’m only now pulling away. This has been my longest period of “must read/can’t deal with real stuff” since I spent two years reading Disney comics when the middle school was trying to destroy younger son.
So that’s good news. Other good news: I’ve finished annotating the revisions of Deep pink, and should finish entering changes by (knocks on head) tomorrow, health permitting.
Then it goes to betas before being released into the world.
The longer novel Alien Curse is advancing and only two weeks late (gah.)
I have FOUR short stories I need to get done this weekend. Oh, and Deep Pink will need a cover. Plus I’m doing a series of three covers to re-release a series of books, now under Inkstain Publishing. (Hi Kate!)
The nap-in-the-afternoon is really interfering with this schedule, but it really IS getting better.
Oh, yeah. I’m doing more substantial posts for here again, which you guys seem to like. Just reminding you that should you get to feeling guilty about the free ice cream, there’s a paypal donation button (two actually) up on the right hand side.
For those who don’t like paypal (I get it, I do) the address to Goldport Press, inside any of my indie books will get to me. We accept checks, cash, gold coin, and — specifically — a small labradoodle. (Younger son is allergic to dogs, of all things, but I really need a walking companion.)
We don’t accept kittens (are full up), chickens (though in a year DIL might) or explosive devices.
No, you don’t need to donate. Yes, it would help, but my aim is to make my money from fiction. However, it would help and provide incentive to do the more complex posts.
Yes, there will be a compilation, if I can clear the decks enough to actually go through years of post and compile them.
There will be a workshop or a few (probably one a month) on writing techniques, once I have husband in one place long enough to talk tech and hardware to teach them. Also hosting, of course. (And yes, it’s been that crazy. You have no idea. Hopefully this is our last year before we launch the boys into their own orbits, but as such it’s a year of keeping track of a lot of things, driving people to the airport a lot, helping figure out research and contacts, and… all that stuff. Which is not as much WORK as you think, it’s just unpredictable and disruptive.) And there have been doctor stuff. Yes, that’s responsible for the improvement, but it also takes time and is disruptive. Yes, I’m whining. (Not really. Just wishing I had double the hours to do stuff in.)
We will attend TVIW in Kansas in November. We haven’t registered or done anything about hotel and travel yet, which tells you how organized everything has been.
Anyway: I now go to have coffee, breakfast, check on son’s cat whom we’re catsitting and who is SUSPICIOUSLY silent. Then I write, with a chance of intermittent doctor appointment.
Guest post tomorrow. Carry on.