Lone Wil and Cub #6 will be in SEASONS, coming this fall. It’s titled “The Maralud Comes A-Knocking”, and features Ivy and Grier as the main characters.
Aaaaand we’re 400 words into LW&C #6. Aaaaaaaaaand my new sleep med is now kicking in so I need to stop before I go completely whackadoodle. …seems like a great time to write a blog post and publish it on the Internet!
The good news is my proposal for the next anthology has been accepted. The bad news is, we’re selling our house and moving closer to my workplace and everything is chaos on the homefront with multiple disruptions and no flow time. This isn’t abnormal. I’ve worked under this kind of pressure before, but it also …
Go forth and enjoy “Acceptable Losses”, the next installment in Wil and Ivy’s story, as well as many other fine stories by many other fine writers!
I’ve done this enough now that when the invite shows up and my initial panic of I DON’T HAVE AN IDEA sets in, I know to just give it a moment. Take a step back. Let the feeling happen. Okay, good. Have you had your moment? Are you done panicking? Feel better now? Let’s…. play …
Should be out in December. Prepare to meet the old man’s old man. Also, here’s to never again outlining, writing, editing, and revising a story while nursing an infant, holding down a fulltime job, and paying attention to the other members of the fam. This is hopefully the first and last time I have to …
I didn’t write about “A Small Quarrel” at all last year. Sorry about that. Pregnancy and writing and childrearing and job wrangling severely sap my blogging time. That story’s been out a few months, and I just wrote the follow-up, “Bootknife”. It’s in the hands of the editor now. I try hard to not spin wheels …
“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: …
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 …