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June 3, 2011
Shhhh... It's a Secret
Don't tell anyone, but I now have an unillustrated version of The Dying God & Other Stories up on Smashwords.com.Who am I kidding? Tell everyone.There are no illustrations, save the cover, because including them all made the file too large to upload to Smashwords. On the bright side, this means I can't rightfully charge as much, so this version is cheaper at $5.99 (USD).I'm not one of those
June 2, 2011
Spreading the Word
Hi everyone!Well, today I'm going to talk about a book by self-published author Davin Malasarn. I'd like to say we're friends, but we're not. I'm pretty sure that Davin has never even heard of me. However, I do follow the blog to which Davin contributes. Today I read a post about the upcoming collection Wild Grass and Other Stories that has been released on Amazon.com. It sounds pretty
June 1, 2011
Recovering Still
Well, the sunburn has faded, but it still hurts like the dickens. J.M-B., having managed to burn herself while out cycling yesterday, bought some aloe vera gel designed specifically for sunburns. It is a lurid blue colour, and smells faintly of mouthwash, but it works. At least, it did until I picked up my bags...I'm astounded that I can't really see the burn any more, but it still hurts. Why
May 31, 2011
Burns and Bruises
My flatmate appears to be extremely jealous of the horrid bruise I have on my left forearm. It is there courtesy of the bow string from Equestrian Archery training on Sunday. Her comment last night was, "Man, I want an epic bruise." I almost gave her one. Not really. I giggled at the absurdity of it. It got me thinking though.I very much like my bruise. No, I'm not a masochist. I didn't
May 30, 2011
Epic Adventures of Which There is No Evidence
Yesterday was an epic, epic day. I like using the word "epic." You may have noticed.In any case, yesterday was my mother's birthday and I apparently missed a wonderful day. Next time I'll have the funds to fly home for it. Though I could not fly to Australia, I celebrated my mother's birthday in style.The morning saw me, J.M-B., K.M-B., and A.G. head off to equestrian archery lessons. It was
May 28, 2011
Forgotten English
Right, so, quite normally, this slot would be filled with the weekend's Forgotten English. However, my work computer decided to be a right [insert expletive] and I wouldn't allow me on blogger Friday afternoon to pre-schedule the post.Rest assured, come Monday, you will have that missing Forgotten English word. I shall make it a double bill.Assuming my work computer isn't being a right [insert
May 27, 2011
Ahhhhh!
That, ladles and jelly-spoons, was a sigh of satisfaction.I am up 5 000 words on my target for the week, meaning that I can take to day off and not worry. I could also take Monday off writing, and still be starting the week 2 000 words ahead of schedule.I'm feeling awfully smug about it right now, which has me worried. Will there be another terrible bout of writer's block in this book? This
May 26, 2011
A Good Kind of Utter Exhaustion
Man am I tired! My muscles hurt like they haven't in a long time, and I could just curl up in bed right now and go back to sleep. It would form a bad habit, though. I'm already having trouble waking up, most especially if the cat curls up with me. For some reason, I find her weight against me so soothing that it sends me into the deepest, most untroubled kind of sleep providing the most comic
May 25, 2011
I'd Rather Write
This post may make me sound like a snob, but it cannot be helped. I feel I owe an explanation to the various online groups I belong to. The explanation is fairly simple:I'd rather write.I write all day. Then I either go home or, more often, head off the training. I don't have the time to spend hours in forum threads chatting. I try to touch base as often as I can, but you've probably noticed
May 24, 2011
Mwah hah hah hah!
An evil laugh was entirely necessary. I'm not sure what for, but it was most definitely necessary.I feel great. Really, really, really great. I don't know why. Perhaps it was the monstrous cup of coffee I've just imbibed. Perhaps it's the prospect of training tonight. Perhaps it's because I practically slept all weekend, or that I have another Equestrian Archery lesson coming up on Sunday.I
