It’s taken a while to get past the indigestible lump that was How To Think Sideways, but from now on, I’m hoping to get at least one new item into print every month. This month, I have two—LIGHT THROUGH FOG, the first Holly Lisle Single (short fiction), and CREATE A CHARACTER CLINIC, 2nd EDITION. Both feature introductory discounts that end … Continue reading →
I finished the following covers for my upcoming novels today: Midnight Rain I See You Last Girl Dancing Night Echoes Because of a bit of a financial bump, I’m pushing hard to get all the backlist up in the next couple of months. To my amazement (because I thought exactly the opposite), I think the suspense novels are going to … Continue reading →
I finished my ghost story. Title? >>>–4EVR—> The title means a lot. I got it to Trisha Telep in time, heard back that I’d made the deadline—and we are NOT going to talk about the morning-to-next-morning hours I worked for several days getting that revision done. What was supposed to have been a 6500-word story that might creep up to … Continue reading →
1399 words, and my ghost story, The Other Chance,; is done. The story in first draft runs 7641 words. I always add some words in second draft, because my first drafts run lean. I like my ending, I like the twist I got, and I definitely did not see the last bit going the way it did. I’m going to … Continue reading →
Ki finally admits the truth to Aleksa…and she didn’t react the way I expected. Interesting. So tomorrow, I’ll pursue the conversation further, and find out why she responded as she did. 293 words. How did your writing go?
Back to Ki’s POV, and him pulling Aleksa out of a situation he previously got her into. I did 3588 words on Lesson Four of HTRYN today, and was pretty happy to get the 287 I managed on Dreaming the Dead. I’m not exactly enthralled by what I got. But I’m dead tired, and I got something. I’ll leave it … Continue reading →
Aleksa has discovered having people trying to kill her, in some odd way, agrees with her. Her life, derailed when she was fifteen, has taken an odd turn suddenly, and she discovers that she has something to live for—that her life has become valuable to her again. 569 words. How are you doing?
The Brain Mass Issue The news on my brother-in-law, by the way, is there is no news. He’s in a holding pattern now, where the hospital with the doctor who WANTS to do his surgery suggested he go to a bigger medical center, and the bigger medical center said he’s not a county resident and he’s self pay, so no … Continue reading →
There was this guy in a music store once. I was about nineteen. Dude was about halfway to seven feet tall, shaved head, black-coffee complexion. I was trying out guitars, and he came in, pulled a five string electric bass off the wall, plugged it into an amp, sat down and began to play the Moonlight Sonata. The world stopped. … Continue reading →
It was a tiny detail for which I had no plans. I simply noted that the man in my bit of scene tonight had knees that creaked when he walked. I’ve heard knees creak, heard the sound bone makes on bone when weighed down by muscle, skin, sinew, and fluid. It’s a distinctive sound—nothing else compares. So that detail slipped … Continue reading →