I’m 13K words into a new book that is coming at the speed of dried blood. I’m trying hard not to worry about speed or even how long the dang thing could be. At this rate it might be a novella because I’m not sure there is enough to be a novel. I’m cool with that. It’s mostly about getting back in the saddle after a long time away. It’s sort of a fantasy lark with some interesting magic. I don’t know what any of it means yet. I’m trying hard not to worry about that either.
Did you see the
Eye of Sauron… er Black Hole picture? Pretty bad ass. It’s gloriously dark and bright, a study in absolute contrasts (I know white is the opposite of black but there is white in the glow) and I give Samsung props for it actually hurting my eyes to look at it on my phone very long.
It’s snowing again. This is typical for April. But after an atypically snowy winter, even I am kind of sick of it. But there really is nothing to do but wear jammies, drink tea, and write.