I knew it was coming. Really, I’d suspected it all along. But nothing ever fully prepares you for the moment when you take your complete manuscript and rip a big 13,000-word chunk out of it.
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So, my hotel here in Adelaide doesn’t have wireless — WHY DOES THE GOD OF WIRELESS HATE ME — and I’m now typing this in a 24-hour-convenience store, between the prepaid mobile phones and men’s socks. This update must be swift!
1) Australian tour
Was amazing! So many of you came to the events in Brisbane, Morayfield and Melbourne, and more to the stock signings in Sydney and here in Adelaide yesterday. It was great meeting/signing for/answering questions for/denying having tasted Vegemite to each and every last one of you. I’m afraid that this is it for signings on this trip — the rest of my time in Australia will be of a touristy bent — but hopefully I can come back sometime and do this again.
2) Writing updates
AFTERLIFE = done, already in ARC form, out in the world.
FATEFUL (aka WEREWOLVES ON THE TITANIC) = first draft complete, undergoing revision
BALTHAZAR = still being outlined, will be written this fall
SPELLCASTER = patiently waiting its turn, but not for too much longer!
3) Next appearances
No firm schedule yet, but I’ll be doing a few appearances in Chicagoland in late September, and I’m trying to set up something for Vancouver in October and New Orleans in November. And you guys in Jackson, MS, know I’ll be at Lemuria the Monday before Thanksgiving, right?
Now I must sign off — time is expensive here at the convenience store —
I have been shamefully lax in updating this blog over the past week, but wow, no matter how hard I tried to keep up with things while I was traveling last month, I still came home significantly behind. I’m writing a short story and doing essay edits while taking care of non-writing business … little things like, oh, renewing my lease so I actually have a place to live next year, which I kind of had to do in a hurry. Ironically, when I’m busiest with the things you guys are most interested in (the writing), I have the least news. Because my days look something like this:
9-11 a.m. — Write 500 words, squint at them.
11-11:30 a.m. — Take out 100 of those words. Change one adjective in one sentence five times.
11:30 a.m. to 1 p.m. — Add another three hundred words. Wonder if this is even the right scene to have in this story. Give into despair.
1 -2 p.m. — Lunch, HGTV
2 -5 p.m. — Take out half of remaining words, write 300 more, decide to rename a character.
5 -6:30 p.m. — Peruse baby-names book in effort to find new name.
6:30 p.m. onwards — Write like mad to make up for lost time. Also, dinner. Maybe yoga.
It’s the way the work gets done, but it’s not exactly a Tilt-A-Whirl of excitement for the observer. I shall work on having more colorful exploits as soon as this short story is done.
Just in case some of you guys didn’t see it before: It’s time to enter the Italian Souvenir Contest! You have a few days yet, so let me know what you’d like to see on this blog, and you could win a Murano glass ring I bought in Rome!