Home - is where I want to be / But I guess I'm already there /I come home -
she lifted up her wings /
Guess that this must be the place...
- Talking Heads, "Naive Melody"

Monday, September 30, 2013

Tiny little pile of words, getting bigger every day.

The Prometheus Tapestry

Tuesday, September 24, 2013


Now is the time on Sprockets when we post a lot, just so we can see the tiny bar get bigger.

The Prometheus Tapestry

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Slow, slow, slow

Still working on that second thousand words. I hope that once I get through revising this first scene, this will feel less like engraving stone. I'm pretty sure it's a better scene than it was the first time around, so that's something.

In random other news, one of my goals for this year was to lose ten pounds, and I actually did it! I'd like to repeat this trick next year. Perhaps counter-productively, I've been trying to get back into baking, especially bread. As was perhaps inevitable, I've drifted away from the fandom pursuits that were taking up a lot of my time last year. Prolonged observation has cemented my suspicion that I'll never really belong to that kind of community. I did "meet" some nice people.

Today is rainy and cool, and I'm making cinnamon scones while I work on this scene. Life is good. 

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Starting Over, Over

I will make no promises this time, but I suppose I ought to keep my accountability somewhere. Starting the next draft of the next book, which is going to mean a lot of layering, a lot of rewriting, and probably a lot of hard decisions. Also poetry. I'm excited about it.

The Prometheus Tapestry

I have hesitated over what to do with this blog, the way I hesitate over pretty much all social media. I'm a cautious person, and I tend to keep my thoughts to myself. Better to keep one's mouth shut and be thought a fool, etc.--the Internet makes it awfully easy to make an ass of oneself, and who cares about my opinion anyway? It seems not even de rigeour but an outright requirement nowadays to do so, though. We shall see what eventuates.