Cherie Priest

Tiny Godzilla since 1975

Happy Holidays!

5 days, 22 hours ago, in the early afternoon

Yeah, I’m a crappy blogger again – but you know how it goes. Between Christmas shopping and end-of-year deadlines and whatnot, I’ve been a tad scarce on the internet.

I think I’m just about ready to get another project off the ground, but it’s not quite gelling yet…though I have ONE WHOLE PARAGRAPH to show for my efforts. It is to be hoped that I can do something more like a proper chapter of starter-content underway tomorrow, but I still have some logistics to sort out. Which is a long way of saying, “Sorry I haven’t posted any shiny new word metrics as of late.” I’ve been otherwise occupied with edits and writer business and normal-life-business and whatnot.

But I’ll be back on the pony shortly.

That said, I wanted to go ahead and update over here before people started thinking I was dead or something, so here goes – first up, a ridiculous video of me and some of my writer friends…reading some of our most ridiculous one-star reviews for Pat Rothfus’s Worldbuilders charity. Heh.



(P.S. – I’m um…not a Hugo winner. I was a Hugo *nominee.* But I’m flattered by the upgrade.)

And in other news, there’s STILL PLENTY OF TIME for last-minute gifts like OH, SAY, BOOKS. Maybe one of my books – for that horror/historic fantasy fan on your list, eh? Perhaps Maplecroft? Or anything you see here?

Or (on a similarly self-interested note) if you want to make an author very, very happy for Christmas – take a moment and leave some friendly reviews at the usual places. We can’t tell you how much we appreciate it.

Sweetheart I’m telling you – here comes the zoo

1 week, 3 days ago, mid-afternoon

Here’s recent 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: 6623
    Present total word count: 102,834 [final Draft Zero tally]



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: DRAFT ZERO! [:: ticker tape parade ::] [:: confetti blast ::] [:: tee shirt cannon ::]

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunt with dog; grocery shopping; not much else – this ate the whole day.

    Other: Yes, it’s shorter than projected – but 110k was an arbitrary number anyway, and revisions will probably plump it up a bit further. We shall see. Still, it’s COMPLETE and I am HAPPY WITH IT and I can set it down until after Christmas – when I start cleaning it up so I can chuck it to my editor before January 15.

    Bonus Other: YOU GUYS. I’ve officially cracked a quarter million words for the year! Personal record, y’all! [:: dies and is dead ::]

    Final Other: Pardon me, but now I’m going to go take a nice hot shower and then have a nice stiff drink and just…not…you know. THINK about anything for a bit. [:: collapses ::] [:: dies some more ::] [:: remains dead again ::]

    Number of fiction words so far this year: 254,212

Fought with kitchen knives and skewers

1 week, 4 days ago, mid-afternoon

Here’s recent 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: 2914
    Present total word count: 96,211



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: So much blood, you guys. SO MUCH BLOOD. Also, some ghosts are total bitches. Just sayin’.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunt with dog; finished addressing Round Two of Christmas cards (I needed to collect some addresses; a few are still pending); went back to the post office; went to the bank; went to Walgreens to nab a prescription; confirmed for another convention next year (details to come); hosted an awesome dog play-date for an hour or so, because our yard has a fence, and “Briley’s” yard doesn’t…but these fuzzy boys wanted to FROLIC.

    Other: I think I can finish up a draft of this in ONE MORE ROUND. Maybe. The draft will be a little shorter than I’d planned, but it’ll expand a bit in revisions; the story is just wrapping up a little differently than I expected, but not in a bad way. I’m really quite happy with it so far – but I’ll be even happier when I have a full draft ready to roll. [:: crosses fingers ::]

    Other, Dog Edition: AWESOME DOG PLAYDATE.

    Number of fiction words so far this year: 247,589

Seriously, the boys had a blast. And cookies. They also had cookies.