Pictures can help me write a thousand words, so I do a lot of google-search. This time it lead me to Kate Wagner’s McMansion Hell, an outstanding blog about the infernal large builder-designed houses that are too big, too ugly, and too poorly built to deserve anything but Wagner’s biting criticism (Zillow once tried to shut down the blog because it was too truthful. They failed.)
I started my search because I had this line in the book: Continue reading
Eight Ladies Writing has another interview with Lois McMaster Bujold in conjunction with the release of the sixth Penric and Desdemona enovella, “The Prisoner of Limnos”. They talk about choosing ecovers, and her artist, Ron Miller. Several of the Ladies are busy choosing ecovers themselves, so there’s a lot of information to share.
So you should go here: https://eightladieswriting.com/2017/10/28/michaeline-questions-about-covers-with-lois-mcmaster-bujold/)
It’s Hug A Sheep Day.
Those of you without livestock can hug somebody who mindlessly follows whatever everybody in his or her group is doing. They’re probably desperate for affection anyway.
Or you can go this route: Continue reading
Personally, I prefer the mini Heath Bars, but I did notice a Snickers variety pack at the grocery the other day that was very tempting. Also I’m diabetic, so no. What candy will you be snarfing as you read this week? Oh, and what’s a good book we should read?
It’s truly autumn here now. Still not coat weather, but lovely and brisk. Leaves all over the place. And today it’s overcast and blowsy, a day made for curling up in blankets with hot chocolate and dogs and making stuff up about demons and humans and other animals
I’m never tempted by sunny days, probably because I’ve spent my entire life fighting allergies and asthma–breathing, it’s a good thing–but when the weather turns in spring or fall, I come alive. There’s just so much promise in the air in spring, so much last-ditch energy in autumn when everything’s trying to get its act together for winter. Winter here is beautiful and thanks to global warming, not nearly as cold as it used to be. Summer is amazing, but spring and autumn are the times when things move.
Which makes me think of story structure. (Everything makes me think of story structure.) Continue reading
Today is Apple Day.
I have a thing for apples. They’re the only fruit I can eat without gagging. No, I don’t know why, but it means that even though I’m not a huge fan of apples (like I am for, say, chocolate), I quarter one every morning and eat it so I can feel virtuous about eating fruit. Also, apples are pretty good. Also pumpkin (is that a fruit or a vegetable?*) but it’s hard to quarter a pumpkin and eat if for breakfast while you’re half asleep.
An apple a day keeps the HMO away. Also known as the Republican Health Plan. Eat an apple.
*I googled, it’s a fruit. Amazingly, so are tomatoes, peppers, and beans. Turns out I love fruit. Who knew?
Site Note: Yes, we know the site keeps going down. The host will either fix it or we’ll move everything again. Argh.
“This is the don’t-eat-that-candy-save-it-for-the-kids-read-a-book-instead edition of Good Book Thursday,” she typed one-fingered with a mini-Heath-bar in the other hand.
Krissie and Toni and I talked about the future and the Monday Street books last weekend, and that sent me back to the VooDooPad wiki we’d set up for the entire world of that series. I hadn’t been back there for three years, so a lot of it was out of date, including the diagrams. And since in my story, Cat lives in the church, I went back in and redid the church diagram I’d done to show Toni the layout since her Keely was going to be moving through the different levels, too. And just like that, I was back in the story and I remembered how important those visuals are to me.
If you were trying to get in here in the middle of the night on Sunday, you probably saw this:
That happened because bots from Russia and China were, in Mollie’s words, “eating up our resources.” She’s on it and we have the blog back, but that was a little . . . disconcerting. What did we ever do to Russia and China? (I know, they’re just mugging bandwidths so they can re-elect Trump, but still, ARGH? Really?)
This has been your maintenance announcement for 2017.
So I wrote most of the Zo stories and called it Zo White and the Five Orphants. Then Toni and I started on Monday Street about three years ago, and since Monday Street follows Zo, I thought maybe they should be place names, so I changed Zo to Paradise Park, which is the park across from the house they take over. Only now we’ve got three books and the place names are not working, unless we do Monday Street: Catarina, Monday Street: Sophronia, and Monday Street: Keely. Is that annoying? If feels kind of annoying.
What’s your pet peeve about titles? What should a title do? Feedback, please. We’re only going to be working on this for the next couple of years so . . . uh, no rush.