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Monday, September 10, 2012

And Then It Did

Good news!  Verity is out of the hospital and on track for a full recovery.  We finished up the editing on Wild Children.  I am now officially done with my responsibilities for all three books, and publishing can move ahead!  I can also clear my head of those books and focus on writing new ones.

Apropos of nothing, here are three quotes I really like:

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - Ernest Hemingway

"When you stand before me and look at me, what do you know of the pain in me, and what I do I know of yours? And if I threw myself to the ground before you and cried and told you, what would you know more of me than of hell, if somebody told you that it is hot and terrible? For that reason alone we humans should should face each other so reverent, so thoughtful, so loving as if facing the gates of hell." - Franz Kafka

“Critics who treat 'adult' as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence. And in childhood and adolescence they are, in moderation, healthy symptoms. Young things ought to want to grow. But to carry on into middle life or even into early manhood this concern about being adult is a mark of really arrested development. When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up. - C. S. Lewis

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Well, That Didn't Happen


Okay, so I've been engaging in one of mankind's most predictable stupidities, holding off on anything else until the great project in front of me is over.  That was book editing, and the editing of Wild Children dragged on and on, and I am only free now because it has been semi-sorta-canceled.  My editor is in the hospital again, and this time it's serious and I am crossing my fingers for her, even the evil fingers.  I hope everyone else will, too.


Please Don't Tell My Parents I'm A Supervillain has actually continued apace during this entire process.  I think I just finished chapter 14?  The problem there is that I can't post the WHOLE book online if I intend to get it published.  I've reached the point where I reluctantly decided I should stop putting chapters on my blog.


I think I need a nap.