January 22, 2016

Last week I speculated on this very page, oh so rashly. I’d fallen behind when a cold sidelined me but thought I might still manage to spend the usual fifty hours on writing or writing-related activities. Was I able to run those writing marathons?

No and no again.

What did I do instead? Moaned a lot, coughed pitiably, and cracked a fever.  Yep. That pretty much sums it up.

In the grip of  cold that came on like a ferocious dragon, I in no way resembled the cold-fighting warrior I wanted to become. With that vision before me, I arose from my sickbed. There followed a week of eventful skirmishes, one that ends with the dragon of a nasty cold all but slain.

So, did my writing ambitions become a casualty? Read on.

Writing Projects

I, finally and thankfully, finished editing the second pass of Sojourner, third book in the Tales of Faeraven epic fantasy series. I am now reading back through the manuscript, making final revisions while checking for continuity and flow. That’s going more slowly than my impatient self would like, but it’s going.

Blogging

After deciding to stop posting Old Bohemian Homestead updates, thinking it doesn’t quite match my literary bohemian brand, I wound up accidentally writing one. I wound up pasting my original start to this “now” page update into a blog post: Cold Remedies that Worked for Me. I guess I won’t be ending Old Bohemian Homestead after all.

Funny how we tell ourselves these things.

I’ve been sending out themed emails to my subscribers at Live Write Breathe. This week I covered writing with excellence and featured a post about what we can learn from Walt Disney in Lessons in Storytelling from a Master