On the Road, Again

Aaron and I have both been so busy over the last couple of months that we never got a chance to sit down and plan our anniversary trip. Between that and the special number this year - the big 10 - Aaron asked me yesterday if I'd consider finishing our honeymoon. Ten years ago, we were rather rudely interupted when we totalled our car in Gillette, Wyoming. The plan is to drive back out to Gillette and continue where we left off, making our way east toward Ohio by way of the Badlands, St. Paul/Minneapolis, and a handful of other landmarks.

Here's hoping that finally finishing the trip won't mean the honeymoon's finally over. The last ten years have been wonderful and I hope the future holds more of the same.

On the writing front, I'm still working toward my goal of getting this revision finished by Oct 31, to clear my writing calendar for NaNo in November. It's looking like a strong possibility that I'll be working on Sevenfold.

Seven Curses for the Muse

Seven senses, seven gods, and seven realms of magic

So sayeth my muse while I was working on the revision of the 2004 BIAW fantasy novel, which has gone through several title changes over the years, but was until yesterday morning "Deadly Empathy".

Now, however, it is going to be "Seventh Sense" which is a much cooler title, imo. The curses for the muse? Those would be for books 2 and 3. Yep. A rotting trilogy. I never wanted to write sequels, (still don't, for the record), so I'm cursing my misbegotten muse because this idea won't leave me alone! Maybe I'll snip a bit of the world-building here later today, so you can all curse the muse with me.

Seven senses, seven gods, and seven realms of magic

Do you know how much work that is going to be?

Better Worlds

Well, today was worlds better, even if the world is still the same mess it was yesterday. Maybe I am just in need of a little spring. The temps outside ran into the high 40's(F-scale) and it was almost warm enough to go about in a sweater, which I did anyway just out of spite. The ice melted off all the trees though, which is a sad thing, since I never did find the charger for the camera battery. The sunshine hitting them in the afternoon made them look like they'd been dipped in silver. Guess I'll just have to keep the picture in my mind.

Anyway, work tomorrow. Or rather, class, which I enjoy less. Still, must be up early and it's already pretty late here. May the weather and my weathered spirit both continue to find a little warmth and sunshine.

PS Tomorrow is the dreaded day. If nobody dies and my life doesn't tumble into ruins, I'll call it another year well-past. Keeping my fingers crossed.

Booking Blues

This is so silly, and yet, so depressing. I feel like crying over this mess I've made of my writing. I just can't seem to do it anymore. Everything I've written this week feels stilted and only marginally literate. I know that my nursing is taking a lot out of me and the well isn't bottomless, but this is getting ridiculous. I am sitting here in my husband's recliner with some decent music on low, and my laptop on board, and yet all I can think of doing is having a good weep about being such a useless waste. Bleh. I don't even feel like reading. Or being awake at all.

Hell, maybe I'm just tired. Here's to better tomorrows.

Squicky Details

Wowza, people are nuts. When something as simple as whether golden hair is the same as blonde can start an out and out war in chat, there is something wrong with the world. I figured I'd be better off moving along. With that note, I'm wondering what to move along *to*. My writing lately has taken on an almost dreaded quality, and I'm not really sure if it is the project itself (Curse of Magic) or if there is some flaw in me. I have been putting a lot of energy into nursing lately, as it should be, while I try to settle into my new position. Maybe the well is just not as full as it used to be.