Mary Sisson's Blog, page 57

May 25, 2015

Progress report

1,410 words done! The second part of the grand finale is done!


You know, it's funny because it's been pretty easy to keep the book appropriate for a young adult audience, but right now I'm trying to establish a little romance, and it's surprisingly tricky. It's like, they can't be too into each other, you know what I mean? It's really different than writing for Philippe, who would never say "Nice rack!" but it's not like he doesn't notice....

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Published on May 25, 2015 19:50

May 20, 2015

Progress report

1,375 words! The first part of the grand finale is done!

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Published on May 20, 2015 17:45

May 14, 2015

Progress report

Just 860 words, but I am gong to stop because I have reached--dun-dun-duunnnhhh!!!--the big finale scene!

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Published on May 14, 2015 17:29

May 13, 2015

Progress report

So, yeah, things got busy, and then on top of everything, allergy season has kicked in with a vengeance (even the cat is sneezing), which makes it really hard to sleep. But today I edited the past several chapters, so hopefully things will flow from there.

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Published on May 13, 2015 18:37

May 1, 2015

Progress report

1,290 words! Whoot!

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Published on May 01, 2015 18:05

April 30, 2015

Progress report

1,095 words! Better yet, it was kind of a tricky scene to get into, but I think I figured it out. Whoo!

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Published on April 30, 2015 11:47

April 28, 2015

Progress report

Today I edited the past few chapters. Whoo!

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Published on April 28, 2015 18:44

April 26, 2015

"Someone please tell me it's not a train"

(Ah, Cracker.)


So, at the risk of calling the Fates down upon my head, I wanted to let people know what's been going on in general.


A few months ago, I took over the affairs of someone who can't handle them any more. And it's been very much like when I bought my house out of forclosure last year--this person's affairs are complicated and have been badly neglected for some time, and I've been spending the past few months metaphorically getting the rats and ivy removed, getting floors put in, and getting rid of the Tree That Is Going To Fall and Kill Us All.


We're now at the point where the emergency work has been completed. (We think. Assuming there are no more surprises--ahahahahahahaha. Still, it seems quite unlikely at this point that anyone is going to have to go to jail for tax evasion, which is a definite improvement.) We could move on to, you know, planting bulbs and putting in furniture and making this house truly a well-functioning home.


Except that 1. I am getting resentful (seriously, some days all I do is go to Staples and talk to lawyers), and 2. the person whose affairs these are does not handle change well. Positive change is still change, and this person is going to need some time to adjust to the fact that the attic is a lot less noisy, there are bushes visible in the front yard, the floors are no longer bare concrete, and the tree that was growing such pretty mushrooms out of its trunk is now gone.


So we've decided that it's in everybody's interest to give it all a rest for a bit. Which should mean that I can start writing again soon (bring it on, Fates!), and hopefully I'll stop seeing searches like "Mary Sisson died" when I go look up my site stats.

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Published on April 26, 2015 18:00

April 16, 2015

Progress report

Yay, tax time is over! Today I revised some of the older stuff and wrote 1,750 words!

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Published on April 16, 2015 16:05

April 12, 2015

The inevitable freaking out

So, looking at what I've been doing today, I think it's safe to say that I am in the inevitable freaking-out stage that apparently must precede any return to writing after a period away. Tax year 2014 is in the bag, and despite my best efforts, I cannot convince even myself that freaking out about tax year 2015 is entirely necessary. It won't happen tomorrow, but hopefully Tuesday will mark my return to the life of a novelist.

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Published on April 12, 2015 21:07