Mandarin and Mint Undies

Mandarin and mint-scented undies. Mmmmmm. Yes, this has to do with Surrey. I’m sort of a freak about organizing things for a trip. This is rather odd considering in my youth I always carried extra clothes in my outfit in case someone mentioned going somewhere that sounded fun. Then there were the beer runs to…

Lynne Sears-Williams and The Comrades

Someone named Anonymous whined about how unfair it was that they didn’t have the money to go to workshops or conferences while no talent hacks get all the breaks. If they just had money or looks or contacts or any of the myriad other things that they think spells success they could be a best-selling…

Rejection Letters I Have Known

It’s 5:30 in the morning. I haven’t been to bed yet and I really am tired. However, I also feel very satisfied because chapter forty-six is done. It needs to be cleaned up and begin the revision process all over, but it’s done. Chapter forty-six was the climax told from the view of an enemy…

More Surrey

I didn’t get the post done I had planned on, but I will finish it when I get home. I spent all weekend loading and rearranging chapters. Yesterday it took me all day to get 4,000 words transcribed. heavy sigh At least I have most of another chapter ready to load into Liquid Story Binder….

Elves Between My Knees

You will notice the little progress meter thing at the bottom is celebrating because I am done. Unfortunately, I still have three chapters to add and I am already 20,000 words over my goal. As I suspected, it is going to come in at 165,000 words. I told Paul Stevens it was 165,000 words, but…

Surrey, Stan Wakefield and Jacqueline Winspear

Yes, I promise I will get back to important things about the Surrey conference, but I am still meandering. Being a conference neophyte I imagined agents and editors ducking around back stairways and using secret elevators to avoid the stampeding would-be authors. I loved the Surrey elevators. Of course, I have a long history with…

Why Children Don’t Obey

While I was in my downtime mode, I decided to catch up on some reading. Miss Tara posted on Books and Writers a while back, asking about disciplining a two-year-old. She, of course, doesn’t want advice from me because I am a heathen mother. She is being more civilized and enlightened, which I think is…

Gift of the Tsunami

I have been faunching at the bit (yes, faunching is a word.) to share a bit more about Surrey. Of course, I just got off work from a twelve-hour shift so my brain isn’t real clear, but I am too excited to have a computer back, sort of, not to write. I have gotten things…

Still in the Dungeon

I am still without Little Blue, or anything resembling a working computer. So, this note of desperation comes from the library. I think I pretty much have Paladin done, but it will need extensive revisions since several chapters had been written in pieces and I was filling in the blanks from memory. Perhaps by the…

RIP Little Blue

As most of you know, Big Blue died a few months ago. Oh, how I miss my shiny computer. Yesterday, Little Blue, my laptop died. So, I have waited at the library for nearly an hour to get a computer, but I wanted to post here to let everyone know I am all right. I…