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Day 1,702: Quickie

I have to be quick tonight, because it’s already 12:30 in the am, so here we go:

I wrote just over 3,000 words today. It was actually a tough writing day, because I realized just how out of sync I feel again with my manuscript after having a rough week last week. Which is so frustrating! But…we persevere, y’all. We keep moving forward.

Trust the process.

I had a productive and positive day otherwise, with some deliberate practice in there, a good nap, and some more work on the TG1T submission...

Day 1,701: USS Enterprise

Guys! GUYS!!!

…I’ve hit 1701 days of posting a blog every day, and that’s the registry number of my first, favorite space ship…the USS Enterprise. How crazy is that??? I’m such neeerddddd

Day 1,700: Two Books?

There’s a new idea floating around in my head, and to be honest, I’m a bit scared of it…

I’m looking at the 136,000 words that my novel is right now, and I’m thinking “jesus, I have enough words for two books,” and a light bulb is going off in my head that maybe I have two books. And there’s a clear split, too…one storyline becomes one book, and the other storyline becomes the second. It’s doable…

But, it also a bit scary. This story wasn’t conceived as two separate books, and I built in comp...

Day 1,699: A lot

I have so many thoughts right now about my day today, things happening in the political sphere of my country, how nice these fresh sheets are on my bed, the movies (yes ‘movies’ plural) I watched today that I need to write reviews for, a like, six others, I’m so far behind, about family and how overwhelming those can be at times…

I’m not sure, really, where to start…

My day was good. It started with the pups and some writing. I had aspirations of writing through the weekend, doing 4,000 words...

Day 1,698: Dino’s and Bowling’s

We just got back from Liz’s cast party for the feature she just wrapped up. It was at a bowling alley in J-town, and it was super fun. Kristen came with us! We hung out for awhile and then went and got food together. And now we’re home, with Coops and Coco chomping on their whimzees.

I did my writing today! Not that many words, but I solved a scene that was being recalcitrant. Slimmed it down to ONE turn instead of two. Praise be. I’ll be working through the weekend methinks, given how this w...

Day 1,697: Blue Skies

Today was one of those days. Hijacked. Lost. For the most part, anyway.

The building consumed both Liz and me today. It was just one of those things, there wasn’t really anything we could do about it. Without going into detail, work had to be done, supervised, coordinated, and ordered. So, that’s what we did. I realized that it’s far, far less stressful for me when I’m not able to be productive because of factors that are entirely outside of my control. It’s when *I’m* to blame for my lack of...

Day 1,696: Elim

This *BOOK* I be readin, y’all. It’s sooo gooood.

There is nothing better than a well-crafted story. The way it sucks us into its twists and turns, and gets us to care about the people caught up in it all. This particular book had a lot of its heavy lifting done for it already, given that it’s based on TV characters.

I’m speaking of A Stitch In Time by Andrew Robinson, the chap who played the character of Garak on the Star Trek show Deep Space Nine. It’s easily been one of the best books I’ve...

Day 1,695: Emailzzz

So, I basically spent all day sending a short story off to my VIP Readers list. It was a lot of work! But, I’m glad I did it. It’s something I’m going to start doing at least once a month. And it’s all for my “organic” list, which means people who’ve signed up for emails from me without being promised an exchange of any kind, people who’ve read my stuff and enjoyed it, and want to keep in touch.

Red Tower is now 135,000 words, which is a full 40,000 words over its projected length. Sigh…it’s...

“Cellar Friends”

The events of this short story take place six years prior to those of Starstuff by Ira Heinichen

They had to stay quiet, or they’d be caught.

Petrick held his breath as a group of older boys stomped into the room above them. The floorboards over their heads creaked as the confused pursuers moved about, searching. The sound made Petrick’s heart slam against his chest.

“Where are we?” Petrick’s hiding companion whispered.

His voice was small. Squeaky. Terrified.

It was dark where they...

Day 1,694: Go For It

I’m having a lot of mixed feelings tonight.

Not “mixed” as in going back and forth on one single issue, I mean that my mind is stretched across a lot of topics and feelings. Not sure why, but it is.

First, I think of what’s happening right now on our borders, these families that are being separated as a “deterrent” (which really means a punishment) to enter our country illegally (which really means without proper paperwork)…and how abhorrent that is to me. And while they may not be death camp...