Lilith Saintcrow's Blog, page 37
October 20, 2023
Luxury Before Winter
My wrists ache. Yesterday was 5k worth of portal fantasy, and I’m sure today will be similar. Sometimes a story just wants to be born ...
October 19, 2023
Hangover to Resentment
I appear to have gone straight from the “book hangover” stage to the “resenting anything keeping me from writing this other book” stage, with very ...
October 17, 2023
Underworld, Recovery
Fleecy pink clouds for a rain-washed autumn dawn. Boxnoggin pulling a “JE REFUUUUSE” until I fish out his collar and clip it on–the proprieties must ...
October 16, 2023
The Gift of Moderate Damp
Spent the weekend gathering up bits and pieces I’d left behind in the mad scramble to finish Gamble. Of course, since my brain is the ...
October 13, 2023
Gamble and Rose
Well, it’s not the last rose, but it was the one I stopped to take a whiff of before the rains moved in. You can ...
October 12, 2023
Wrench the Splinter Free
I am two scenes away from finishing Gamble‘s zero draft. Yesterday 3k fell through my fingers, and a number of problems were solved simply by ...
October 10, 2023
Miles to Go
Woke to the sound of rain on the roof and it was so lovely I dawdled a bit, scrubbing at Boxnoggin’s tummy and telling him ...
October 9, 2023
Tapping the Sign
A very odd weekend was had by all, or at least by me. Fortunately most of it is resolved now and I can get back ...
October 6, 2023
Tiny Sorcery
“Oh look,” my son said yesterday, while we were taking out both the rubbish and the dog (though for vastly different reasons). “Mushroom!” They’re older ...
October 5, 2023
Pithy Little Terms
Fog this morning, full of the scent of autumn. No frost on the pumpkin yet, as my grandfather would say; if there was, I’d have ...
