Seraph

I written three chapters of Seraph in the last week, which brings me to the beginning of chapter nine, so I am now four chapters from the end.

It's true that there is no outline or plan, so twelve chapters is more a guesstimate than fact set in stone ... however it 'feels' right.

Painfully Slow II

I've just finished a short story called 'Spuke' for the GA winter anthology. This means that I've written entries for every anthology this year. In fact the Spring Anthology is what started me writing in the first place.

I've also just finished chapter six of 'Seraph' which I'm enjoying thoroughly.

So what of 'King Of The Marsh'? Well, it's happening, but much like a snail swimming across a pool of gloss paint, it's painfully slow. ;)

And I'm still on bleedin' dial-up.

Why is it the faster things become, the slower we think they are? Why is it always, always greener elsewhere? Why is it that whatever we have we want more? Want the answer? Me too ... and I don't think it's 42.

painfully slow

The title is apposite as it relates to both my writing, and my bloody internet connection.

Nuff said? No? Ok then: I'm finishing off a short called 'Spuke' which is for the GA winter anthology. It's the tale of a ... well, you'll just have to wait and see. It's keeping me amused at any rate. Also I'm in the middle of chapter six of Seraph.

'King Of The Marsh' will be finished sooner rather than later and then sent off to my wonderful editor. Then to my almost-as-wonderful Beta reader (who doesn't know he's offered yet) and finally released as a chapter story. Fingers crossed.

Be well!

This blogs future.

I've been asked if I intend to continue this blog, and now - thank you very much - I'm in a quandry. The answer is more than likely yes, though as far as I'm aware it only ever had a readership of two.

Though NaNoWriMo is over for the year, I'm going to be finishing 'King Of The Marsh' and also writing other stories, so I guess having a place to wail about 'things' isn't such a bad idea, especially as a blogger blog isn't tied to any particular site or group. It'll just be me and my thoughts ... not vastly interesting to anyone except the cats, and their reading skills are progressing rather slowly ;)

If anyone wants to link here please feel free, and I'll reciprocate if you'd like.

The day after

It's all a bit of an anticlimax really, especially as I spent most of today in an abortive attempt to get some new (read old cronk) wheels. A Volvo 460, that's 'going cheap'. Ah ha I thought, that's me. But the weather which was drear dank and drizzled perpetually set the tone for the whole abortive event. Meh. I shouldn't need a car, but I do. I should be putting the pony and trap to bed, but I'm not.

Luckily I caught a train within minutes, then a mere three mile walk in the pitch dark and rain to get home. Happy not. Happy Nano-er oh yes!

Now I'm doing nothing for a day, then I guess this thing called re-write beckons ... along with a short story for the 15th, and chapter 6 of Seraph.