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Tiny Godzilla since 1975

Fate smiled and destiny laughed

3 days, 4 hours ago, mid-afternoon

Here’s today’s progress on my modern gothic ghost story about a salvage crew trapped in a doomed southern mansion – now with a crunchy murder ballad center and Bonus! clandestine cemetery where the stones don’t match the bodies (and were never meant to). As inspired by a (semi)true local legend:


    Project: The Family Plot
    Deadline: January 15, 2015
    New words written: 1425
    Present total word count: 70,681



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Took a phone call; found a trunk; read some old letters with an interesting story hidden in the margins.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunt with dog; went to lunch; went and got my hair did; applied to be a guest again at DragonCon again in 2015 – because hey, if they’ll have me back…I’ll go back! With bells on, baby.

    Other: The hair appointment ran a little longer than expected (no biggie) but that’s partly why I’m posting a low(ish) word count for the day. Also, filling out the DragonCon guest application took longer than expected – because I had to update my bio, and account for all the stuff coming out between now and then. It’s the little things that eat your day right out from under you, I swear.

    Hand-Flappy Other: You guys – I poked my head into Goodreads (as I do from time to time, to answer questions and such) … and I saw that Felicia Day left me a kickass review for Maplecroft!!!! :: does a little dance :: Many, many thanks to her for taking the time :)

    Shameless Other: Speaking of Maplecroft – I will spare you a roundup of reviews FOR NOW but I was thinking, you know, Amazon.com reviews are awesome and it sure would be super-cool if someone could push me over the edge to 50. Or past that. I mean, if anyone were so inclined. [:: puppydog eyes ::]

    Number of fiction words so far this year: 222,062


Speaking of puppydog eyes…

Fame, Liquor, Love – give it to me slowly

4 days, 4 hours ago, in the early afternoon

Today I finished wrapping up revisions on an (unsold) YA project and its proposal/summary – a full day or two ahead of schedule. I’m honestly delighted with this project and I want to see it find a good home, so it’s off to my agent for now, as per her request. It’s about time. I’ve been sitting on it for entirely too long.

I had to get it off my plate sooner, rather than later…because my editorial letter for Chapelwood landed on Friday. I have until December 15th to turn around a clean draft on that one, and get it back to the editor. This shouldn’t be a problem, but I need to clear my schedule of some of these secondary things. (Like the YA thing.)

I also have some reading to do, some notes to draw up, and some fiddly bits of the writing business to manage this week – but I want to nail down at least 10k on The Family Plot, too. I’ve got some decent momentum and I’d like to keep it rolling; so I’ll wait until next week to begin the Chapelwood revisions.

That still gives me three weeks to clean it up, and the editor was pretty happy with the draft – so it shouldn’t be too bad.

Anyway, this is the plan.

Today I didn’t get much done in the way or word metrics, but then again, I didn’t expect any (since I was working on that other thing). But hey, some is better than none.

So here’s today’s progress on my modern gothic ghost story about a salvage crew trapped in a doomed southern mansion – now with a crunchy murder ballad center and Bonus! clandestine cemetery where the stones don’t match the bodies (and were never meant to). As inspired by a (semi)true local legend:


    Project: The Family Plot
    Deadline: January 15, 2015
    New words written: 1219
    Present total word count: 69,252



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Went to a cemetery and found some of what we were looking for, but not all of it; phoned home; had a morning beer.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: [Since last post] Neighborhood jaunts with dog; grocery shopping; Walgreens; went to the bank; did a bunch of laundry; cleaned house; started planning for Thanksgiving.

    Other: Monday night TV! Gotham and Sleepy Hollow and (if I’m not too tired to stay up for it) Castle! Mondays are not all bad.

    Number of fiction words so far this year: 220,633


Puppygram.

With my little red party dress on

1 week ago, in the early afternoon

Friday is housework day, even for OCD people who spent half of yesterday cleaning out cabinets like a maniac. But it’s just as well I got that head start, for the morning was interrupted by Greyson’s trip to a new groomer. We had some…issues, with the previous folks; most obnoxiously, they had a bad habit of “losing” our appointments. We kept driving the poor dog all the way out there, only to find that the office had spaced on us. Yet again.

(In case you’re new here, Greyson HATES riding in the car. It’s the shaking, puking, and drooling kind of hate.)

So at any rate, we’ve been bathing him here at home with a garden hose over the summer – and if I can catch Greyson in just the right mood, he’ll let me trim his nails and foot-fluff. But it’s gotten too cold to wash him that way and quite frankly, he was starting to smell. Likewise, his nails were getting craggy, and his foot-fluff was just awful. It looked like he was wearing feather doilies on all fours.

But not anymore! We took him to the nice folks at the Chattanooga Holistic Animal Institute. I think it went well! It’s a much smaller, calmer, more intimate operation than the last place, and when we arrived to pick him up, we didn’t have to go cajole him out of a cage while he shook and whimpered. Instead, he was hanging out behind a baby gate at the front desk, playing happily with a puppy.

The operation uses all eco-friendly products and no cage-dryers. Greyson smells awesome and he’s so soft, he almost feels fake.

Verdict: Two thumbs up for CHAI! My one wee regret is that I was a crappy tipper. I didn’t mean to be; I just flaked and did bad, stupid math. But I’ll make it up to them next time. Of COURSE there will be a next time. The price was right, the dog looks awesome, and he didn’t come home to have a nervous breakdown.

Just look at them tidy feet!




In other news, the Scholastic online preview is live – and I Am Princess X is a Teen Feature! Click that link to see a whole collection of sneak-peaks, for picture books, grpahic novels, middle grade, and teen readers.

If you’d rather cut to the chase and to hear my editor Cheryl explain the sheer awesomeness of my YA debut next summer…the you can click this link instead and bop forward to the 4:48 mark.

Giggity :)

And finally, lest the kitty feel left out … here’s a shot of one fluffy cat who does not give a crap that she’s blocking the warm air vent, and it was 25 degrees this morning. Because she is a tiny, adorable monster. That’s why.