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Writing madly on the final phase of an historical novel called "No Other Wish But His" — a fictionalized version of the life of Katherine Howard which one of my writers’ group members has nicknamed Kay Ho. (G)

A few updates:  As you can tell I have indeed survived Luna con.  For those who heard me there, my voice is now back — which means podcast tomorrow.  (Yay, right?)

I’m now on face book under Sarah A. Hoyt.  I’m also twittering as sarahahoyt, if you feel a burning desire to know what I had for breakfast or — more likley — when the next book is coming out.

And speaking of next books, two quick updates and covers.

My book Dipped Stripped And Dead, under the pen name Elise Hyatt has a cover and a release date.  It’s coming out in October 09 and this is the cover:  It’s the fluffiest book I’ve ever written, bar none, but it was a lot of fun.  Samples aren’t up, yet, but I’ll try to get them up tonight and I’ll let you know as soon as they go up.

Also, while at Luna con I found out I had a cover for my book Darkship Thieves, which is coming out January next year.  Is this a cool cover or what?

    Sample pages — unedited and from a version back — here:

http://darkship.sarahahoyt.com/

And now I shall return to my interrupted Kay Ho…. ;)

Last night, at about 2 am I found myself considering asking Dan to take me to emergency.  I couldn’t breathe and I’m fairly sure your bronchi aren’t something you should be able to listen to like a wind orchestra.  Every minute it seemed like my wind pipe was more constricted and I was choking to death.  And then I realized that I when we asked for the feather bedding to be removed from the room, they hadn’t thought the coverlets on the bed needed to be removed.  Once they were removed, I was able to breathe almost instantly, and I’m feeling much better today than yesterday.  so those of you who saw me gasping and looking like I was dying yesterday — it’s not the black plague, it’s my old friend an allergy to feathers.

This morning I have discovered that a writer is a perfect mechanism for the distilling of caffeine from coffee — needing only frequent trips to the bathroom.

After staying up ridiculous late, hanging out with guests of honor Gordon and Ilona Andrews, coffee and coke are sort of the stuff of life.

After participating in a sedate panel on dragons, where I believe I encouraged the audience to throw fruit at us — I was VERY sleepy  and my voice hasn’t recovered from the horrible night — I am now sitting at a panel with the guests of honor, my son Robert Hoyt and virtual guest Mike Stackpole, participating through second life, about urban fantasy.

A question was thrown to me and I believe I was thoroughly inane in my answer, as I was trying to figure out how much I could say before my voice died altogether.

More to come….

Here I am at lovely Opus Fest in Denver, CO. The weather is nice and the fans are nice and con organizers are possibly the nicest I’ve ever seen to fans.

It would be lots of fun if I weren’t recovering from pneumonia.

So far I’ve been present at the opening ceremonies where the importance of showering was greatly emphasized (in a good way, truly. It was funny.)

Then there was the vampire panel, where I found out that notwithstanding OMike’s being convinced that I have legions of gay vampires.

(Unless three is now a legion this is unlikely) I found that I’m not nearly fascinated enough by vampires to read everything ever read containing a vampire. However my copannelists were nice people and seemed to have a lot of fun. Then I had a reading where I avoided reading at all, instead talking meanderingly about my writing. And now I have a break till the dinner with writers at five pm. Tomorrow I have a more solid schedule, as per previous post. If you’re in Denver, come out and see me. Sarah PS – Pardon the weird font. Sometimes my eee does this. I need too figure out if there’s a patch.

Over at Lucienne Diver’s (my wonderful agent) blog, I have a post up in her ongoing series "Gargoyles and Shifters and Demons, Oh My!

(http://varkat.livejournal.com/71498.html)