I realize I’ve been largely absent for the last week or so, but that’s just how it goes sometimes. I blog the least on the days that are busiest; and the preceding days have been just packed. Last Monday was my little brother’s birthday (his Officially Not A Teenager Anymore birthday); on Wednesday I caught up with Kat for a lunch that ran quite long, and then went over to visit Psynde; Thursday I met Richelle in the U-district, signed a little stock for Duane, and then we caught up to Kat again at a bar in Ballard; and Friday was lunch and useful-errand-running with Psynde.

All of these things were very, very good; and all of them went down as I’ve continued to settle into my new part-time day job.

Yesterday was a low-key Valentine’s Day, and today the husband and I got lunch in Fremont before parting ways for the afternoon. Now I’m home, and I’ve been writing (believe it or not!), and I just noticed it’s been several days since I mentioned … well … anything online. So here I go, trying to rectify that. I realize it’s rather like reading a list of items from someone’s day planner, but I just don’t have the energy to make it sound more exciting right now.

In writing news, since I’m under no further contractual obligation at the moment, I’m noodling around with whatever I like, pretty much; and at the moment, I like the idea of trying another young adult project.* I’d been fiddling with the bones of this one for a couple of weeks, and I only began writing it a few days ago.

So here’s my present progress on my book about a kidnapped baby with webbed hands and feet; her 17-year-old half brother who’s determined to rescue her; a creepy island in Puget Sound that’s been quarantined since 1918, and the Mother Hydra cult that has established itself thereupon; now with Bonus! fish people, zombies, religious zealots, and a teenage cryptozoology fanatic who really should’ve picked another hobby:

Project: (Tentative title) Far-Fetched
New Words: N/A
Present Total Word Count: 7616 words
Goal: 65,000 words

Observations: This has been conceived as a gateway drug to lure young people into Lovecraft’s slimy, tentacled arms; and so far, so good (or so I’d like to think). The story has been stylistically informed by the Call of Cthulhu and Silent Hill video game franchises … yanno. In a good way.

Things Accomplished in Real Life: See first few paragraphs above.

Reason for Stopping: Felt the need to update webpage. Might actually go back to work here; though the husband will be home from his ninja classes before long. We shall see.