My Fiction

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Okay, I’ve been going about this in a less-than-useful fashion. Or at least I’ve changed my targets…both in the past, and today. At first I wanted to track and post words per day. Then, I realized that doing so meant all my dictation had to be transcribed, daily, and that doesn’t seem to be very

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The week before last, I had my phone set to Airplane Mode for a couple of days. That worked nicely–the sense of freedom it gave me was, well, freeing. Then last week happened. There was a lot going on all week, and I kept thinking Airplane Mode would happen again the following day, but that

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So here’s the thing. I started looking at potential cover images yesterday, and put the┬ámaybe-cover on the right together. I’m still playing with it, of course, because I don’t quite like it yet. Maybe I’ll start over. Hey, wouldn’t it be cool if I had a bunch of images to play with? Oh wait. That

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Well, sort of. I forgot to post anything yesterday, and it’s raining, and I’m not trying to dictate fiction…so I guess that could all be upsetting. It’s not, though. Lots of stuff is happening around here. There’s kid-drama and related bureaucratic drama, mostly significant (if it is) because the people making decisions don’t know the

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I had all these plans, but kid-stuff derailed my brain last night and I barely slept at all. Meaning I let that happen, but it doesn’t seem like the kind of thing I’ll ever stop giving top priority…though, yes, something more effective than lying awake and worrying would be good. Also, teenagers are nuts and

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…that’s what happened today. I did get some edits done on the prequel, which came out better than I’d thought. And I had a few revelations, or at any rate ideas, and wrote them down. But no writing to speak of. Unless we count a nasty-gram to a school administrator. You guys ever notice that