Jester-Eyed & Mocking

it is august and i am ready for autumnI seem to be less of a presence here on Blogger now that I am so busy with...everything.  Moving, self-publishing, babying.  When my mind is not totally shattered by stuff that has to be done, I write a little.  Talldogs is at 90,496 words (for whatever that is worth), and my line-edits for Plenilune are over halfway completed. 

info-dump done, now for some snippets
Watching him, Raymond noticed for the first time that the crown of the man’s head was beginning to thin like the flanks of an old toy buckskin horse.talldogs
The tarot card of the conversation flashed up brilliantly in the morning light, jester-eyed and mocking...talldogs
Raymond watched her sob as she had learned to sob: wretchedly, soundlessly, her body shaking. Something in his chest felt heavy and dead. “Go to the washroom and wash your face,” he said when a hollow silence had glanced from face to face between them for some time, “and then come down to supper.”talldogs
Avery flashed him a quick smile, half apologetic, half in angry earnest. “I learned that trick, oh, long ago. It takes only a moment for a man to wrap a woman around his finger, if he knows his business. I have her under my thumb now."talldogs
“If they let you into heaven—” he began, fighting the strained thickness in his throat.She brushed his words aside. “You will be surprised, I know.”drakeshelm
"Sensationalism has always fascinated the vulgar."lamblight
"The graves of my people were old among the Lakes," said the Scandinavian, "when the foot of William the Bastard was young upon our thresholds."adamantine
"Did you think he was not serious when he said 'Rend the heavens and come down'?" cruxgang