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Sadie

I’ve been without a dog since I lost Micah back in August.

Introducing Sadie.

Sadie by my desk

Technically, she’s here for a trial period. For my part, the trial was over almost before it started, but I’m going to give her a few days to settle in and relax.

That’s her curled up by my desk. She’s a real sweetheart. We’ll start with an obedience class–she’s got great house manners and an excellent recall, but not the sort of commands she’ll need for agility. Then we’ll start agility classes.

This has taken most of my concentration for the last couple of days. And might for a few more. And that’s as it should be.

Diversions

When one creative outlet isn’t working for me, sometimes it’s helpful to play in a different sandbox for a while. It keeps the creative juices flowing–or gets them flowing again.

That’s why BECOME: BROTHERS now has a new cover, which will match the other covers in the series much better than the old one.

Male hand breaking with fist concrete wall. Mixed media

And why I’m currently working on bundling the series into a boxed set, complete with cover.

BecomeSeries2

I’m still working on the 3D boxed set version of this cover.

Little Progress

Things got rather mixed around here.

First, Friday started out like this:

 

That’s my car, trapped behind the fallen tree.

Then Saturday, apart from nursing a few sore muscles from helping to deal with that mess at least enough for going on with, I tackled all of the weekend chores because I expected to be away today. However, due to the rain, it was decided to reschedule that trip until next weekend. And, possibly due to the real storms, I haven’t much felt like writing about a fictional one today.

So, not a lot of writing has taken place over the last few days.

I’ll get back to work on MAGE STORM possibly later today or Monday.

Mage Storm

Momentum

It’s early to tell yet, but I may just be finally gaining momentum on MAGE STORM.

Mage Storm

Not that I won’t still have to go back and fix the beginning, but I may have made enough notes about that in the manuscript to make it possible to move forward.

What turned the tide (if it has turned)? Well, it’s strange what will work. In this case, sharing a short excerpt on social media and garnering some interest in it.

At the flicker of green light, Rell blinked and lowered the clay jug to glance across the open plains. He shrugged. Maybe it was nothing, just a trick of the light or a reflection. Everything was some shade of green or yellow in that direction except the line of clouds on the horizon. “Looks like there’ll be a storm, later.”

Da didn’t even look up from his weeding. “All the more reason to get this done earlier. Quit your daydreaming, Rell. Back to work.”

Rell sighed and knelt next to the row of three-inch-high corn he was supposed to be weeding. From the corner of his eye he saw the lightning fork down from the distant clouds. He froze, half bent to his work. That bolt had been red! He would swear to it. There were a lot fewer things on the plains at this time of year that could be that color. He jumped to his feet, brushing the heavy clay soil from his hands and tossing his head to get the unruly brown hair out of his eyes.

A bolt of orange lightning forked down as Rell watched. No thunder followed the flash. No thunder had followed any of them. Silent lightning made Rell’s skin crawl as much as the weird colors. The towering clouds loomed a lot nearer, scudding across the sky with unnatural speed. The underside of the thunderheads flashed with shifting colors—white, red, green, blue, yellow. Rell silently cursed every one of the seven gods. He’d only seen this twice before that he remembered, but there was no mistaking it.

“Mage storm!” Rell shouted.

Two at Once

Despite several distractions, I’ve started working on MEADOWSWEET.

I’ll probably continue working on MAGE STORM some, too,

Mage Storm

switching back and forth as inspiration moves me until one or the other gains momentum. At least it will keep me actually writing, which, experience tells me, is the only way I’m going to generate the ideas I need.

I’ll have to also start working out cover art for MEADOWSWEET. So far, that’s proved elusive.

Thinking Time

A day late again. And no good excuse this time. Ah well, I’ll get back on schedule Sunday.

Most of my writing time has been thinking, lately. I’ve made a little progress on MAGE STORM.

Mage Storm

But mainly I’ve been thinking about the right place to start MEADOWSWEET. Of course, the possibility exists that it still won’t be the right place in the final draft, but it’s nice to start as close to the right place as possible. I think I’ve got it sorted out, so I may be switching to that very soon. Or working on both, of course. I am crazy enough to do that, too.

Excuses

Missed posting yesterday. Well, what can I say? Yesterday was one of those days when things just didn’t work out as planned. I tried unclogging the kitchen sink with my brand new sink snake–and only succeeded in making a bigger mess. I have concluded that I need a hands on tutorial on how to use a drain snake. And, while I was doing that, the washing machine overflowed. Just . . . yeah, not my best day.

And the day before that I’d spent at a dog show. Well, and driving 70 or so miles there and the same back again. Going up was a very pleasant drive. Coming back . . . where did all that traffic come from on a Saturday. Glad I didn’t try to go up for the regional specialty on Friday. (For those who don’t know, a specialty dog show is one devoted to a single breed of dogs, in this case Cardigan Welsh corgis. Most exhibitors who were there for the specialty stayed for the regular dog shows over the weekend, which made it a good time to go up and make contact with some breeders and see a lot of beautiful dogs. That part was fun. I want another Cardi so badly.)

Micah and Aliza

Michael (2004-2018) and Aliza (2000 -2016), my previous Cardigan Welsh Corgis

Put all of that together with the week from hades–rain four out of five days, paired with someone having the bright idea to pick last week to do maintenance on the utility poles–multiple very large trucks taking up critical parking–sometimes directly across from each other so that the street was effectively a single lane. Oh, and on a curve, so you never knew if someone else was starting into that narrow spot from the other direction.

Well, enough excuses. No, I didn’t get any writing done on anything last week. No rain forecast for next week, though, so there’s hope.