A Hat Full Of Sky, Viking countdown, MLH

Just finished A Hat Full Of Sky. What a story. And perfectly told. Ahhhhhh. He’s going to write a third, so I have that to look forward to. Crivens! The Nac Mac Feegle are too much fun.

Got 27 pages of revisions on MLH. Hope to do the same or better today. Preferably better.

Viking countdown: 4 more days until The Gripping Beast! I’m so amazed by that. This book that was such a battle to write is done and almost for sale to the public. About all I have to say about that is, hurrah!

coming soon!

Oooh, ahhhh. Wolf In Cheap Clothing is up on the coming soon page now! What a happy sight.

Meanwhile, I’m working on revising up MLH. And all my other stuff. I’ve got three projects to get off my list pronto so I can focus on what’s next. Picture me wearing my Working Hat as I dive into MLH, OH and ALS.

Smoking in the girl’s room at Publishing High

I was feeling kind of depressed this morning between Shannon’s RTB column about how the popular girls are the ones who sell more books and Diana’s column about how Judy Blume shaped a generation of girls.

Why depressed? I wasn’t one of the popular kids in high school, and Judy Blume I barely register. I’m out of step with an entire generation of women, it seems. Ask me what I read when I was a kid and I’ll tell you about The City of Gold and Lead, The Hobbit, horror comics hosted by the Crypt Creature, Ray Bradbury’s Mars, Robert Heinlein’s rocket ships and Isaac Asimov’s robots. One of my faves featured a kid who built radios and found himself communicating with a space ship (The Gizmo From Outer Space). Judy Blume wrote…girly stuff. I think. I’m not sure because I don’t remember any of her books standing out to me. I do remember wanting to build a radio, and later becoming very intersted in radio interferometry.

Anyway, PBW exlains it all with her Slow Times At Publishing High School. I shouldn’t be depressed. I’m supposed to be this way. I’m the publishing high girl wearing a black turtleneck, hiding in the bathroom smoking a clove cigarette, listening to The Sex Pistols and writing erotic poetry that I’m too shy to read at a slam, dreaming of other worlds and what they might be like.

there’s a NAME for it!

I’ve been trying to figure out what to call myself lately. You know, I’m an X writer. Romance doesn’t really fit, because I don’t write straight or traditional romance. I’m not exactly your typical SFF writer, either, in spite of heavy SFF elements/plots in my stories. They’re too romantic. And while my love scenes are erotic and my love stories have an erotic storyline, I’m not really exactly an erotica author, either. I’m an action/adventure junkie, which is why my last two books (or next two, rather, the ones releasing this week and in three weeks) feature guns and swords. I’m comedic but that’s more about voice, how I tell the story, than what kind of story it is. So, what exactly am I doing and what do I call it? It’s been an issue.

And voila, today I found the answer in the Crusie/Mayer blog: Romantic Adventure. That’s it. I’m a Romantic Adventure author.

Always good to put a name to it.

Yule be out of print, more Viking fun

Yule Be Mine is now officially out of print. The Lulu page is still up with the paperback version but that’s getting taken down. It’s not going away forever, I have plans for it. But for now, it’s out of print.

I spent last night working on MLH. I didn’t have the brain cells to write a new scene, but I figured I could edit. Doing minor revisions are good when you can be interrupted every couple of minutes, like during the day when kids are running around, so that’ll be my ongoing 5 minutes here and there project. I’ll save up uninterrupted time blocks for new writing. Like finishing that chapter of OH so I can submit it.

Viking fun: who were the Vikings? Find out here. And do cool things, like write your name in runes.