On the personal level, I'm still working five ten-hour days per week which leaves no time for exercise, writing, sleep, eating, helping the boss with whatever, and now snow shoveling is added to the chore list. So exercise and writing are forced to the wayside...which is why it's been a month since my last posting. I really hate doing this so seldom, but I just can't find the time.
I finished reading Witchery and I did find an error, sort of. If you haven't read the book, this won't mean much to you. If you have, especially if you own one, you might want to go back and see for yourself.
When Mirra separates herself from the forces of Kessia and goes on her own to rescue Kaar, there is no mention of her familiar, Shana. There is no way she would undertake a task that hazardous without her cat, but I never mentioned her.
I submitted Witchery to Book Pipeline, an organization that holds competitions to connect published or unpublished books with film makers. Will it go anywhere? More hope than expectation, but I must take a few monetary risks. Before submitting I added a few sentences that made it clear Shana accompanied her mistress into the Dark Land.
Speaking of dark, my submission to Avon of Saving Atlantis was declined. Not surprised, really. It's too much of a thriller. Now I'll have to rewrite it, removing or changing most of the Romance features and add more of the Thriller and suspense elements. It will really require a change in tone. I hope I can manage it.
Of course, having to spend more time on that project will subtract more time from the Lying Swords fantasy series. I continue to have ideas about events and progression of the series, but getting it all down in writing just ain't happenin'. I feel like I'll be seventy before I even get the first book done.
I've taken up reading a book by Dean Koonz: Life Expectancies. I haven't read Koonz before, but I picked up a used paperback at the Goodwill store in LaCrosse.
I like his story-telling style. He presents short chapters. This book begins with a unique premise: James Tok was born at the exact same minute his grandfather died in the same hospital. But with his last minutes, the grandfather dictated specific predictions for his grandson's future—specific dates that Jimmy (as predicted, everyone always calls him Jimmy) would experience a terrible day. So the story is about those days. Hence, the title.
I have no idea how it will be going forward, but so far I like it a lot. I'll have to read more by him when I've finished this one.
Sorry this is shorter than usual, but, as Arlo Guthrie said in the movie Alice's Restaurant when they told he had not provided sufficient sample for the urinalysis, "It's all I had."
Please keep reading, writing, enjoying what you can when you can, and tell someone you love how you feel.
I finished reading Witchery and I did find an error, sort of. If you haven't read the book, this won't mean much to you. If you have, especially if you own one, you might want to go back and see for yourself.
When Mirra separates herself from the forces of Kessia and goes on her own to rescue Kaar, there is no mention of her familiar, Shana. There is no way she would undertake a task that hazardous without her cat, but I never mentioned her.
I submitted Witchery to Book Pipeline, an organization that holds competitions to connect published or unpublished books with film makers. Will it go anywhere? More hope than expectation, but I must take a few monetary risks. Before submitting I added a few sentences that made it clear Shana accompanied her mistress into the Dark Land.
Speaking of dark, my submission to Avon of Saving Atlantis was declined. Not surprised, really. It's too much of a thriller. Now I'll have to rewrite it, removing or changing most of the Romance features and add more of the Thriller and suspense elements. It will really require a change in tone. I hope I can manage it.
Of course, having to spend more time on that project will subtract more time from the Lying Swords fantasy series. I continue to have ideas about events and progression of the series, but getting it all down in writing just ain't happenin'. I feel like I'll be seventy before I even get the first book done.
I've taken up reading a book by Dean Koonz: Life Expectancies. I haven't read Koonz before, but I picked up a used paperback at the Goodwill store in LaCrosse.
I like his story-telling style. He presents short chapters. This book begins with a unique premise: James Tok was born at the exact same minute his grandfather died in the same hospital. But with his last minutes, the grandfather dictated specific predictions for his grandson's future—specific dates that Jimmy (as predicted, everyone always calls him Jimmy) would experience a terrible day. So the story is about those days. Hence, the title.
I have no idea how it will be going forward, but so far I like it a lot. I'll have to read more by him when I've finished this one.
Sorry this is shorter than usual, but, as Arlo Guthrie said in the movie Alice's Restaurant when they told he had not provided sufficient sample for the urinalysis, "It's all I had."
Please keep reading, writing, enjoying what you can when you can, and tell someone you love how you feel.
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