It’s that time of year again. Spooky season is underway. Imaginations are running wild across the realms of real and electronistic interwebbery. I have a new green cardigan groaning under the weight of the giant pewter buttons. Old friends are popping up and asking the yearly question.
“Who’s writing for NaNo?”
The artwork is by Romain Bonnet and I can’t express how happy I am with how this turned out. I was in tears the first time I looked at her. I said, “Oh my god. That’s SIS.” Just typing that made me emotional about it again. Bluest Moon is an epic journey to find our…
Well, we have a quorum. Over half my Betas of Bluest Moon are back. I held myself to not looking at them until May, but now I have to follow through on the other half of that promise. I’ll be heads-down into this edit for the better part of this month with queries going out…
The stars greeted him. The crisp desert air gave a clear view of the night, as planes blinked by a sliver of moonlight. Four planes blinked, flying in an orderly row. First four, then five, and six. One by one, more blinking lights joined until the whole sky flickered in a wave from east to west, the stars going out and coming back ten or more times before Gary shut his eyes tight, took a deep inhale, and opened again.
Nothing but night. No stars. No planes. Darkness.
Like many other authors out there I’m taking part in NaNoWriMo again this year. In other words, don’t expect much from me this month. When I’m not in a caffeine induced craze of keyboard abuse I’m either sleeping (less than usual), working (less than usual), and/or (usually and) thinking about my novel. This year I…
