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the contract is signed, munin returns

Tuesday, July 28th, 2015

“The Highjorune Masque” is officially part of the next Valdemar anthology lineup, thank the Maker, pass the rum.

I wrote 1,000 words today to/from work, mainly by writing a section I wasn’t sure I was going to write, and also by dragging in an old new character who is fun and mysterious and (okay) sexy: Munin (one of Odin’s ravens, and a recycle from a manga proposal I was working on a long while back). I am continuously amused by what my main character does (she seems to have a limited sense of self-preservation), and I have a sense of the larger endgame, though the structure is still all over the board. Either I’m doing flashbacks or I’m not, and I don’t (yet) know how they work into the uberstructure.

But have faith in the process, and in the meantime the protagonist is puking up her guts and thinking her life is over, poor dear.

And Los Angeles is burning still missing.

Wil #2

Monday, May 4th, 2015

The next in the series of what I’m thinking of as “Lone Wil and Cub” has been written, it’s had the fine-toothed comma comb (comba?) run over it by my husband (notorious grammar hunter and devastator of passive voice) , and is now off to the editor.  I realize at this point I should just assume it’s a sale, but I never assume it’s a sale.  So I’ll update this when I actually get the “Accepted! For Realsies!” message.

How do I feel?  Uh, pretty much how I always feel when I manage not to give my editors a nervous breakdown by not missing the date: relieved.  One of the great things about the modern age is I can turn this stuff in at 11:59 PM the day it’s due and know it’s probably going to get to my editor in a timely manner.  And if it doesn’t, they just send me email to let me know they need me to resend it.  When I was younger, you had to have it postmarked and out the door a week in advance, and ha ha ha ha good luck and hope the USPS doesn’t lose your precious bundle.  Times are much better now.

I wrote this story partially while sitting in the back of my vanpool, and have come to a solid realization: my laptop is too damn big to comfortably write in the back of  a vanpool.  Which is unfortunate, because I can’t exactly buy another laptop at this phase of my life.  Or can I?

Anyway.  I’m excited for this story because I honestly believe it doesn’t suck, plus certain characters get some badass moments, and I am all about the badassery.  This is partially why I decided to shift focus from goofy Bard to slightly more serious Herald who has, as life has tenderized him, become less serious.  The Herald has more potential for badassery, being what he is.

And now, having successfully completed what I set out to do at the start of the month, I am off to bed.  G’night.