Sort of turned into my grandmother yesterday. Shawna was under the weather (she caught my cold), so I spent most of the day doting over her. Don’t know how many times I head “You don’t have to do that!” Too bad. I like taking care of my Shawna.
Finished the first book of the new novella yesterday. I’m breaking the story into quarters, each about 10000 words or so. I’m going to spend the rest of the week working on the second licensed property script and Savage Tom. Once the weekend rolls around, I’ll probably look over the first quarter, then get started on the second. It’s a fun story, my first pseudo-post-apocalyptic thing. I’m having a real blast with it.
Think I’ll leave you (for now) with Brian Keene’s essay on How He Writes for a Living. With any luck, this will be my life one day.
Sad, I know.
I might be back with more later. You just wait and see!