I’m ending today ahead in NNWM by several hundred words. Which means I get to start the second half of the month in “just don’t fuck it up” mode.
After catching up almost completely — within a few thousand words — I fell behind again; however, the days off let me come up with a new direction for something, and now I am less than four thousand words behind. At my current pace, I will be caught up by the end of the week. Hopefully next update, I will… Read more »
I started the day at just over 50% of where I needed to be — which put me just over 5,000 words behind less than ten days in. Ick. So my updating will be brief. I think I need to avoid the news and such and use that time to be more productive.
It’s Tuesday, and I spent all of last week at work in the pacing-tiger mood. I knew I was going to be off next week, so getting to the last weekend between me and the vacation time felt like I was in a cage. This week started off a little different; I know it’s coming, and the weather is cool… Read more »
Taking today off has turned out to be an excellent decision. In addition to getting a few annoying bits of work out of the way, I’ve also managed to write close to 3600 words — and it’s only just after 2. That’s nowhere near my record (I believe in writing the end of Prisoners of Sorcery, I approached twelve thousand… Read more »
It’s become somewhat clear to me over the course of several years that there are a great deal of people writing fiction of all sorts without any idea whatsoever how to take care of themselves. A lot of “horror” or survival type scenarios put forth idiot characters as the main characters. Not only are they woefully unprepared but they’re almost… Read more »
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 3 Edwards was right — what I did was foolish, and there might be hell to pay in the future. But as much trouble as the Schaeffer’s would like to cause, they didn’t… Read more »
After the Blue Skies Fall, I’ve decided to throw everything together into one big collection: Boots, Dames, and Skies: The Red, White, and Blue Collection (Cigars and Legs Book 5) Ron Cavanaugh flew a fighter over Korea, took shrapnel, and then spent time recovering in England. He thought coming home would be a break from the violence. Until he found… Read more »
The wait is over:
Success! Now I’m off to read and recharge. Below, a preview: