Well, in a way it is. I’m in my favorite sweat pants and my DKP teeshirt, and I have no intention of changing. I’m going to move at a pace that still gets things done, but doesn’t wear me out. I’m getting my next Remicade treatment on Wednesday, and I’m still nurturing a cold (which needs to get the fuck out, because they won’t give me my meds if I have a cold), so it’s going to be a slow, steady mosey all day. And I can do a lot of it sitting down.


In writing news, I have the edits back from the lovely Sue Baiman for Winter’s Secret, so I can get working on those this week. Yay, this book is getting closer to being real! I also need to get cracking on the last of my beta read for Ripley Patton and get those back to her (omg, you guys, this book is SOOOOO good and she is amazing and you should go buy Ghost Hand now so you can start catching up). And of course, NaNoWriMo is coming, and I need to get moving on the outline for Advent #5.


In non-writing news, I’m holding on to an 18-lb weight loss in two months, and looking forward to doing more. I’ve gotten rid of my YMCA membership and started a membership at my work’s gym. No excuses! Also, Herbalife is awesome.


Well, the laundry isn’t going to fold itself, sadly. Time to get moving!

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I don’t get many of these anymore. I slept late, had my shake for breakfast (for those who don’t know, I’m doing the Herbalife program right now, and it’s FABULOUS), and already folded a load of laundry while watching last night’s Ghost Adventures. Now, I’ve got a cup of tea, because it’s getting cool again, and instead of iced tea, I’m craving hot tea again. That’s part of fall I love. The fact that snow is coming? Well, having the snowblower means I don’t worry as much, so yeah, I’m okay with the fact that the seasons are moving on.


I’m baking bread today as well. I’ve figured out that it’s not the gluten that bothers me – it’s the artificial preservatives. Which is awesome on the one hand (Yay, real bread again!), but dude, do you know how much of what is offered at the grocery store is full of artificial preservatives? I can handle guar gum, xanthum gum, salt, and citric acid. That’s about it. But that’s okay, because it means I can use my bread machine again! Yay!


I’m writing again too. The current novel involves a poet and a watercolorist – both things I have very little experience with. So it’s a learning experience. But I’m enjoying it. I’m also writing it without an outline, and it’s not an urban fantasy that involves the world as we know it ending. It’s a reminder that even if there isn’t a super-evil coming to destroy us all, there are stories that are woven in the tapestry of time. Hmm, I might have Mark use that. A tapestry of time would be a lovely image for Abby too.


In addition, I’m working on the concept for the next Advent story. Since I introduced some of Drew’s family during the Wedding story, I thought I might investigate some of the other people important in Molly, Drew, and Schrodinger’s life. And how to do that? With books, of course. (I also admit to being inspired by a Pintrest post about doing a 25-day book Advent calendar. How cool is that?)


Today, I’m blogging, both here and setting up the week’s blogs over at Dark Knights Paranormal. We’ve got another investigation coming up on October 12 – if you’re in the New Hampshire area (or New England, really) and want to come along, you can sign up here to join us!  We’d love to have you along!

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I’m trying really hard to keep updating this blog.  I feel bad that it seems to be only on Mondays – I promise, I will get onto more of a schedule soon.  Life has just been…well, life, lately.


Hubby is still job hunting, and any good thoughts (or job prospects!) that you folks can send our way would be awesome.  He’s looking hard, and in the meantime, I get to enjoy things like the house being cleaner than normal, and my laundry being done.  Honestly, if we could afford it, I’d love to keep him as a house husband.  He’d be happier too.  We need to win the lottery or something.


I’m still writing (yes, this is totally counting as words today, because it is after 11 pm and I’m brain-dead after a Monday), and I’m up to 23 days, I believe.  Not even hurricanes or hurricane-related hangovers stopped me, so one day of weird chats (and dear lord, were they weird.  Especially the guy who wanted to make sure he was still employed, because he couldn’t change his contributions online.  From his work computer.  While he sat in his office.  I swear, I can’t make this stuff up!) is not going to stop me.  And as my friend LC pointed out last week, the fact that I have a life means I have more inspiration.  And I do!


I’m hoping to get Into Thin Air out this week.  It’s on my list, and Wednesday after my PT appointment, I’m planning on heading to the studio and getting it out.  This is a labor of love – I really, really love these characters, and I think the story and the concept are awesome.  It’s a new universe, a new plotline – and I can’t wait to share it with you.  I’m thinking Wednesday I might post a scene for you.


Health update!  We think the kidney stone passed while I wasn’t looking (a 4mm stone, or so they thought.  My friend Bob uses pearls smaller that that in his jewelry. O.o) but I go to the urologist on Wednesday to find out.  There’s no pain anymore, which is good, but apparently now I’m prone to them (kidney stones, that is).  Joy.  It’s been stupid cold here, so my knees are not happy.  I think Wednesday might also be swim day, as I have a 3 hour block of time in between urologist and PT.  And the pool is warm.  I just have to find my swim suit.


But right now, I’m not going to think about sore knees, or bills, or anything like that. I just wanted to thank you guys.  All of you, who believe in me, who like the stories and the characters that I bring into life.  I want to be thankful that I can continue to write.  And I want to remind myself, and everyone else out there, that I always have my writing, and that’s a very, very cool thing.


Even if it is stupid cold out.  (Seriously, it’s -17 degrees F before the wind chill.  WTF?  It’s March!  It’s baseball season!  This is NOT AWESOME!)

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This week has not been good to most of my life, I’ll be honest.  I’m in the last week before my Remicade treatment, the weather is playing havoc with my allergies, and it seems like every one around me is sick at work.  The upshot?  A migraine.  Yeah, a migraine.


But despite that, I’m here, at the computer.  My words are nonfiction tonight (yep, I count blog posts as words, because dammit, I had to show up), but they are words, and this will be my 145th day in a row of writing.  Which is pretty damn cool.  Not sure what I’m going to do when I hit 150.  Maybe color my hair?  Something cool.


I’m almost done with Into Thin Air; I rewrote the ending to the last chapter last night, and now all I need to do is the epilogue.  Then it goes out to beta readers, and I start work on the next project.  Nope, not taking any time off.  Let’s be honest – I don’t want to break my streak.  And NaNo is fast approaching.


Something to keep your eyes open for – if you are heading to CapClave in October, I’ll be there!  Right now, I’m on 4 panels on Saturday and Sunday, but I’ll be around on Friday if anyone wants to meet up.  My schedule now is:

4 pm Saturday – Quoth the Raven

Panelists: Val Griswold-FordJames MaxeyTee MorrisJames Morrow (M), Steven H. Wilson
Forbidden Planet shows some strong similarities to Shakespeare’s The Tempest and Honor Harrington’s historical borrowings are easy to spot. But what if your influences and references are not as well known? How do you connect it for readers? Should you spell it out or hope someone catches your subtle references? What authors do this well?


5 pm Saturday – The Evolution of Fantasy

Panelists: Scott H. AndrewsVal Griswold-FordKathryn Morrow (M), Michelle D. SonnierLawrence Watt-Evans
Dark fantasy, Urban fantasy, and Tolkien fantasy are just a few examples of modern genre writing. Trends and tastes change over time. A Song of Ice and Fire brought gritty fantasy to the forefront. Is the reading public ready to move on? And to what?


12 pm Sunday – Magic’s Price

Panelists: Iver CooperVal Griswold-FordMichelle D. Sonnier (M), Jim StrattonAllen Wold
How do magic users tap mystical powers, and since there are no free lunches what is the price? What authors create the most interesting magical systems? What do authors do when the magic user becomes too powerful?


1 pm Sunday – Devourer of Books

Panelists: Judi FlemingVal Griswold-FordRahul KanakiaLeona Wisoker (M)
The speed reader gets to the end faster and as a reader they can outread every author they follow. They need new books, or old books to explore. Where do they get and keep their choices? General discussion of being a fast reader.


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Happy Friday!  Happy August!


As promised, Fridays on the blog are writing days.  I’ve been plugging away at the rewrite of Into Thin Air, the very first Pendragon Casefiles novella.  Since I do a pretty extensive rewrite, it’s slow going.  Also, I’m exhausted this week, since my schedule has been all out of whack.  I’m hoping to get some major work done this weekend, but we’ll see.


I’m also working on the first draft of my new novel series, which has the working title of Baker.  The series title is Butcher, Baker, Candlestick Maker and it’s paranormal romance.  Lots of fun.  Witches in New Hampshire!


What’s coming up?  Well, once I finish the rewrite of Air, I need to start working on the next Schrodinger story.  Christmas is coming, you know!  I also need to start working on some outlines, I think – there are a few stories that are niggling at my brain, and I want to at least start planning them out.  Even if I don’t get beyond worldspinning on them, that’s more than I have now.


And I have to decide what next year’s plan is.  I’m continuing to write every day, and I will need some new projects!  (As my bunny brain goes “Yay!” and starts offering things.  Not yet, bunny, not yet!)  I have a bunch of ideas, and I’m toying with doing a series of short stories and self-publishing them next year.  We’ll see.  I need to decide soon, but not that soon.


And, since I haven’t given you much yet, I think you all deserve some actual writing.  So here’s a bit from Air.  This is the first in the series that I want to write, and it’s my ghost hunters.  Because ghost hunters rock, you know.


Sapph Pendragon is not a ghost hunter, exactly.  She’s a psychomorph, which is a very specialized type of psychic.  Literally, she turns into a ghost.  Which is damn cool, I think.  Lance and Amari are ghost hunters, and very skeptical of psychics.  Which is a good thing in the real world, but in my world?  Not so much.  Scottie is Sapph’s bodyguard.




Lance looked over at her and Scottie, wondering just what he’d gotten himself into. This was NOT what he’d expected.


“I don’t know how to say this any way but outright,” he said finally. “Uncle Malcolm didn’t specify what kind of psychic you were, just that you were reliable. We don’t usually work with psychics…” His voice petered out as she grinned at him.


Sapph removed her glasses; her hazel eyes were bright with mischief, which worried him. “Malcolm told me it was a special case. Luckily for you, he sent a very special psychic.”


“Oh?” Lance couldn’t help it; he raised his eyebrows at her. “What kind of special?”


“Do you know what a psychomorph is?”


His jaw dropped. “You can’t be serious.”


Sapph nodded, her eyes sparkling. “I am serious.”


“What’s a psychomorph?” Amari demanded, looking back and forth between Lance and Sapph.


“A myth,” Lance said flatly, recovering. “A legend. There are no such thing as psychomorphs.”


“I hate to correct you when we just met, but they are not myths,” Sapph said. She turned to Scottie. “I like legend, though. Remind me to add that to my business cards.”


Scottie snorted softly. “As if your ego needed feeding.”


“Hey!” Sapph turned back to Lance and Amari. To Lance’s surprise, she squinted at the small dog still snuggled up under Amari’s chin. “I think it’s okay,” she said. “Bear hasn’t alerted, so that means that it’s quiet around here, parapsychologically-speaking.” She looked back over her shoulder at Scottie. “Do you sense anything?”


“No,” he said. “And Bear’s far more sensitive than I am. I think you’re safe for a short demonstration. But keep your jacket on, and keep it short.”


“Yes, MOM,” she said, wrinkling her nose. And then…she vanished.


“Holy shit!” The words exploded out of Lance’s mouth as he looked in awe at the spot where Sapph had just been standing – probably was still standing, he corrected himself. “She really is a psychomorph. They really exist.”


“What is a psychomorph?” Amari demanded again. “And where did she go? How did she do that?”


“She moved into the Ghostland,” Scottie said calmly, crossing his arms over his muscular chest. “That is her talent. She can physically move herself into the world of the dead.” He raised his voice a little. “And she needs to come back, as she’s not really dressed for ghostwalking right now.”


Lance forced himself to stare at the spot she’d stood in, and this time, he saw the ripple in the air, almost like the shimmer of heat rising from the asphalt on a summer’s day, right before she reappeared. Instead of heat, though, he felt an icy chill surround her, and her cheeks were bright red, as if she’d been somewhere very, very cold.


“How did you do that?” Amari asked, staring in awe at Sapph, her hazel eyes wide.


“I don’t know,” Sapph admitted, rubbing her hands together. “I just can. I’ve been able to do it since I was about ten or so.”


Lance was still staring at her, unable to look away. It was real. “It’s really real,” he said finally. “The Ghostlands. It exists.”


“Yes.” Sapph wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. “It’s very real.”




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Yep, restarting the blog.  I’m sorry I’ve let it slide, but I’ve found that there are some things that have to give, and this time, it was the blog.  (And the housework, this past week.  Seriously.  I don’t even want to THINK about people coming over, because it’s that bad.  I’m in CLEAN ALL THE THINGS mode for the week.)  But I’m back!


Now that life is coming back to semi-normal, I’m setting up a schedule for myself again.  It’s funny – I used to think I hated schedules.  I hated planning.  I was a live for the moment, fly by the seat of my pants kind of person.  Not anymore.  I find I get zero done if I don’t have a schedule.  Is that part of getting older?  Maybe, but I prefer to think of it as getting wiser.


Part of the scheduling I’ve been doing is meal planning.  I went mostly gluten-free in November, and we’ve been playing with the Paleo diet ever since.  Now that I have time to cook again, I really want to keep myself fed well, because when I don’t plan, I eat crap, and I feel like crap.


So one of the things you’ll be seeing on Mondays is my meal schedule for the week.  This week, Argus and I are enjoying the following:

Monday: baked summer squash with apple chicken sausage stuffing

Tuesday: pepperoni pizza portabellos

Wednesday: sweet and sour crockpot kielbasa

Thursday: swiss and mushroom burgers with sweet potato fries

Friday: pizza! (because it needs to be easy – that’s launch night!)


I’m also experimenting with zucchini noodles this week, because I have a ton of zucchini this week, and I’d rather not buy gluten-free noodles if I don’t have to. Saving money, you know?


This week also marks heading back to the gym and the studio.  Tuesday morning is studio time, and Monday and Wednesday is swim days at the gym after work.  I’m determined to get my body health.  However, my scale is currently broken (well, it needs a new battery, and I keep conveniently “forgetting” to get one), so we’ll just have to go by how I’m feeling.


And I’m feeling pretty damn good right now.

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Yesterday was the day I ran my first solo 5k.  I did run about half of it – walked the other half, but that is fine.  My time was  1.05.56 – better than the last race (I think we were at 1.30 or something), and I was able to run across the finish line.  More importantly, I was able to walk afterwards and wasn’t too sore.  That happened later in the day, when my hips decided that they were done and locked up.  However, this morning, I’m feeling pretty good.


Taking today as a rest day – I have some writing/sewing to do.  And I’m going to take it easy on the hips/knees, so I can run tomorrow at the gym.  I’m already looking at what I need to work on for my next race in the fall.  I plan to run the Todd’s Trot again next year, and the goal will be to run it all in under 1 hr.


Today’s to-do list:

- Bake something.  Not sure what yet.  But something.

- Write at least 2k on Midsummerland’s outline (the best would be to finish the plot summary)

- Finish the line edit for Client #1 and get that back to them

- Fix 1 pair of pants for a friend

- Make meal plan for the week.

- Cut coupons.


I’m also going to make some time to play WoW today.  But right now, I have things to do.

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It is, actually.  Fall swoops in next week, so this is the official last weekend of summer.  And I slept half of it away – odd fever dreams dominated my day yesterday.  So today I have a ton to do!

I’ve been thinking a lot lately, even though I’ve been quiet here.  Life has gone ahead at warp speed – I autocrated the Harper’s Retreat event over Labor Day weekend here in New Hampshire, and then did my Remicade treatment the day after.  Then our van died, so I’ve been dealing with that as well.  No real writing, although I’ve got the beginning of the next short story that I’m working on (for an anthology I’d like to be part of).

This morning, I got up about 10 minutes after my alarm went off, and went into my office – and wrote.  I did my morning pages, just like I’ve wanted to.  Bear came in with me and fell asleep in the sun while I poured out the odd dreams I woke up to.  It’s  now a little past 10, and I’ve fed hubby, had my first cup of tea, and my breakfast is simmering on the stove.  I feel alive.

I do have a to-do list today, and it’s long, but I feel it’s all perfectly in my grasp:

- put away folded laundry in living room


- fold laundry in dining room

- put away laundry in dining room

- go to WalMart and get eyes checked

- Stop at Carter Hill and get apples and cider (and maybe donuts!)


- make mushroom-leek-ham soup for the week

- make herbed ravioli for dinner

- make maple-mustard chicken thighs for the week

- clean up kitchen

- Bread? (question mark because I’m not sure if I want to or not)

- Write 1k on Black Rose

- Catch up on email

- Store run: containers, pop-tarts, anything else I think of.


That looks doable.  Onward and upward!

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It seems like Sundays are the only days I blog.  Which isn’t good, but hey, it’s better than complete radio silence, right?  I’m trying.

Vacation comes up next week – I’m planning on one day of just writing, nothing else.  But I have to get through this week first.

I’m reading a couple of interesting books – one is called The Exhaustion Cure, and the other is called It’s All Too Much.   Sense a theme?  I’m trying to get a handle on things.  I have another one here called Instant Recess that I’ll start after I finish one of the others.  I’m just tired of being tired, and I’m realizing that  yes, I do too much.

Today is a day of rest.  Seriously.  I’m cutting my to-do list way down:

- Put away the folded laundry in the living room.

- Fold and put away the laundry in the dining room.

- Empty  my garb chest into the laundry.

- Make pasta and veggies for the week.

- Make a quiche.

- Make a rhubarb crumble for dessert. (We have a friend coming over)

- Write 250 words.

- Put away the dishes in the dish rack and wash the dishes in the sink.


That’s a doable list.  And not a hard one.  The game is on at 8 pm tonight, and I’m planning on watching and enjoying.

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First, thank you to all those who posted birthday wishes – I do appreciate them!  I’m spending my birthday at home, cleaning and waiting for the furnace guy to show up again, because that’s how adults spend their birthdays, apparently.


Hubby let me sleep late (yay, hubby!) and I’ve already done my morning pages for the day.  There’s baseball in an hour, and lots to do, so we’ll get to the list as soon as I update you on the novel progress.


I’m about 10k in, give or take.  That’s going to change, because I’m finally getting to the point where I need to sit down and outline it, which is what I’m doing.  I need to do some research too – I’m not quite in Sapph’s head yet, which is disturbing, considering the novel is in 1st person.  The part I’m having an issue with is how she thinks about being wealthy – I need to do some research on heiresses and their lives.   Luckily, when Mom and I were perusing one of the thrift shops we hit yesterday, I found a biography on Alice Roosevelt Longworth entitled Princess Alice for a dollar, so there’s a start.  I need to hit the library and see what I can find on folks like Christina Onassis and (ugh) Paris Hilton.  Folks like that.


On to the to-do list!

1. Clean bathroom.  Completely.

2. BASEBALL at 1:35 pm! *this will be listened to while cleaning*

3. Walk

4. Fold and put away laundry in dining room.

5. Put away dishes.

6. Make bbq pork sandwiches for dinner/lunch tomorrow.

7. Take out chicken to thaw.


Off to begin!

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I’ve been so freaking busy the past three weeks, I don’t know if I’m coming or going.  No time to blog, no time to really write (although I’ve done my morning pages faithfully every day – 53 days in a row and counting!), and no real time to myself.  That needs to change – I’m getting stir-crazy, and not in a good way.  I like commuting in with someone (my friend Carolyn and I have close enough shifts that we can share the hour commute in and out, which saves gas for both of us), but that used to be my “me” time, and so it’s gone.  I need to find another way to get that time in.  It’s only two weeks into this arrangement, so I’ll figure it out.


Need to do things today, even after the 5 hour nap I had.  My house is a mess (per usual, I’m afraid – I’m a pretty lousy housekeeper even at the best of times), I need to take stock of laundry, and I need to make food for the week.  I’ve found that doing that on the weekend means I have a bit more time to do things during the week without worrying about food.  And since as of right now, I’m in training mode, food (more exactly: GOOD FOOD) is very important.


Yep, training mode.  Argus and I are going to run the Nottingham Old Home Days 5k in September.  Eek!  I’m determined to RUN this one and not walk the majority of it, like the last 5k I was in.  I’ll keep you guys updated on my training.  Starts tomorrow, btw, with running at the gym.  Gotta see if I still have the Couch to 5k app on my iPod later.


So, here’s the to-do list for today.  It looks long, but I slept 5 hours, so I have about 5 hours to do things.  Plan is to be in bed by 11:30 pm.

- Daily Pages

- Put away dishes in the rack

- Wash dishes in the sink

- Make Portuguese Stew for dinner tomorrow night (http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/aida-mollenkamp/portuguese-sausage-and-bean-stew-recipe/index.html)

- Fold laundry and put it away

- Pack lunch for tomorrow

- Finish Spells galleys

- Pack gym bag for tomorrow


That’s a good start.  I need to get the dishes going, so I can start the stew.  Hard to cook in a messy kitchen, and mine’s a disaster.

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I hate Daylight Savings time.  Just sayin’.


Also, I can’t update my website from work.  Nor can I look at Pinterest anymore (dammit!) and I can’t read my G+ stream.  I can post from my Google Reader to my G+ stream (don’t ask, our firewall is WEIRD) and I do have my phone, so I might hop on Twitter or Facebook from work on break, but it’s not a lways on.  So please, don’t think I’m ignoring you.  I’m not – I’m just busy.


However, I’m finally starting to settle into a routine.  I’m getting ready for Balticon (yay!) – I’ll be helping run the Needleworker’s Tea there again, and we’ll be launching Spells and Swashbucklers – with pirates!  And rum!  I’m also doing a LOT of crocheting – lots of babies coming this spring!  It was a fertile late summer/early fall, apparently.


Finally, I’m writing.  I’ve done my daily pages for 44 days straight so far, and I’m working on several projects.  Forgotten, mostly, but some other things as well that I’m pretty stoked about.  More later, as I can.

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I’ve decided that a weekly round-up is a good idea, not only because it gives me a spot to post goals and toss thoughts around, but because I can be accountable to my readers. With NaNoWriMo just around the corner, being accountable is a good thing.

No real to-do list for today, simply because I’m finally back on line after having lost power yesterday. Luckily, we were at a friend’s party and they have a wood stove. We were also lucky: not only do we have a gas stove (yay, gas!) and gas hot water, but our power outage was due to branches on the lines that were just cleared off. Not sure when it went out, but it was restored at 5 pm. Not bad. One of the good things about living in the city.

So, NaNoWriMo. It starts tomorrow, at midnight. I will be up, doing my first words as the clock ticks over. I love NaNo. I have done it since 2005 = have not won yet, but I’m hoping to this year! I love the energy of NaNo, the enthusiasm, the comraderie. Am I convinced that what I write is the best I’ll ever write? Hell no. It’s rough draft. It’s BAD rough draft. But you know what? I’ll enjoy the hell out of writing it. And that’s one of the points of NaNo.

So, goals this week:
- NaNo counts! I am determined to keep up at least for the first week!
- Cleaning my office. This is going to be a work in progress – it’s a terrible dumping ground for everything and well, it’s gross. But I’m going to get it clean this year!
- Finish my scarf at work. Yep, knitting again.
- Gym! Monday, Wednesday, Thursday (to swim) and Friday. This WILL happen.
- Morning Pages! This will also be a habit I’m picking up again.

Now, to do said Morning Pages for today, and then I’m going to alternate editing with cleaning. 15 minute sprints of each.

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So yesterday, I got three of the four things on my list done. AND I got 156 words written on the unnamed novella, and did my Morning Pages. Today, even though I slept until 11 am (sigh), I did my Morning Pages, and I’m feeling pretty good. Heading out in a bit to go to the gym (and work off the 3 pieces of triple meat pizza I had for breakfast) and grocery shopping.

This post is going to include my goals for the week as well on Sundays. I want to get back into goals – they give me something to strive for. I have three goals this week – I think they are modest goals, and doable. I’m prepping for CapClave as well, so they’re definitely modest goals. I’ll check in next Monday (we’re driving home Sunday and Monday) to let you guys know how I did.

Goals for the week:
1. 100 words a day, written
2. Go to the gym every morning
3. Pack a lunch every day

The To-Do list today is fairly small as well:
1. Go to the gym and swim
2. Grocery shopping!
3. Clean out the car.
4. Hit the studio for some Beard time.

I’m bringing the computer with me, so I think I’m packing up now and heading out. I really, really want to swim. So, I’ll see you folks later!

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I WILL get back into blogging regularly. Although I suppose every Sunday is regular, right? Anyways, I will be posting more, once I get myself back onto an even keel. Things have been progressing, and progressing WELL, for once.

I turned in Last Rites last week. Other than Spells and Swashbucklers, which I’m still working on the rewrite of the contract for, I have NOTHING contracted. NOTHING.

You have no idea how freeing that is.

Seriously. I don’t have an agent, so I don’t have to consult anyone on what to write next. The sky is the absolute limit. I can write whatever the hell I want. Which might be why, in that twilight state between awake and dreaming, my subconscious presented me with a kernel of an idea for the plot for FaeryTale Princess, which is a fantasy romance (kind of) that I have been playing around with writing for a while. It’s the story of a professional woman (she’s a paralegal, I think, or a researcher) who gets snatched by a fantasy Prince Charming from the ladies’ room at her work and taken to his kingdom, where she has to save the entire kingdom. I just didn’t have a plot. Now, I have an idea. And no, not sharing it yet. It’s pretty rough.

That being said, once I write it down, I’m putting it aside. Today is a cooking/cleaning/contract writing day, adding in a jaunt to Mom and Dad’s to get the CSA for the week. Man, that’s going to suck when it goes away. Gotta start putting money aside for next year’s half-share.

Things to do today:
- Put away dishes
- Wash 2nd load of dishes
- Cut coupons
- Make dinner list for the week
- Check out the sales and make shopping list

- Fold and put away laundry
- Clean out the container shelves and toss anything that has no lid or bottom
- Create new contract and send to Gwen
- Vacuum

I’m cooking today too, and making something yummy for tomorrow’s dessert potluck at work, but I’m not sure what yet. I’m contemplating pumpkin something – maybe biscuits? Dunno yet.

And quite possibly there will be writing. Quite possibly.

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.

Ah, autumn. Where the days get shorter, the nights get colder, the apples are crisp and Val, sadly, starts to get a bit cranky, because while fall is beautiful, she hates winter and knows it’s just around the corner. It gets harder to get up in the morning, and the cats don’t help, because despite their fur coats, apparently they get colder than I do (who knew???) and so they snuggle in with me in the mornings and whisper, “Don’t get up, Mom.”

I’m trying something new this fall – making certain everything I have to do the next day is laid out, so I can lay in bed a bit longer. I’m hoping that I can deal with the change in seasons by getting more active, not less, and although I know it’s going to be hard, I’m determined to make a change.

Took me a while to get moving today – there was a headache brewing, and I needed to sleep a bit more. Sleep has been odd lately – not quite sure if it’s not enough, too much or too light, if you know what I mean. I’m going to make sure to take my vitamins and hope that helps. But I made my to-do list yesterday evening before bed, and I’ve already started.

I REALLY want to get to the gym to at least swim, and I’m blocking it into my schedule for today. I WILL make it two times this week. I made it Wednesday – I can do it today.

To-Do for A Sunday of Domestic Goddessness:
- 4 pm – hit gym
- Meal plan for the week
- Grocery Shopping (after gym)

- Laundry
- Dishes
- Put away CSA
- Clean car out
- Drop off library books
- Vacuum downstairs
- Bake banana bread
- Finalize Rebirth and record

Laundry is started – already got one load folded and put away. About to start on the second. I WILL be at the gym at 4 pm. I WILL.

More updates as I get stuff done.

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.

So, I haven’t really been posting much. Part of it is because I managed to lock myself out of my WordPress account for a week or so, and I couldn’t grab enough time to reset it. (That has been sorted out, and I even managed to update to the latest edition without issue! I’m convinced WordPress is softening me up for something, but hey, I’ll take it.) Another part of it, though, is health issues.

I don’t know if writers are just more sickly than most folks, or if we’re just more open about it. What I know is that since March, I’ve been dealing with hideous migraines that have managed to knock me flat, and since then, my writing has pretty much been hung out to dry. I’ve finished a few things that were in progress, but nothing really huge. All my energy has been funneled into getting through life and trying to figure out what the heck is going wrong with my body.

I’m finally, finally thinking that we might have a handle on what it is. I’m still working through some things with my doctors, specifically my PC, my allergist and my nutritionist, but it looks like what I might be allergic to is food additives. Lovely, huh? Our bodies are genetically very similar to what our ancient ancestors’ were, and mine apparently wants to return back to that simpler time. So, while we wait to see if my insurance company will cover the test that we think will uncover a lot of these intolerances (not allergies, per se, but foods/substances that my body just can’t handle exposure to), I have gone back to a whole food diet. As in, if I can’t pronounce the ingredients in the list (for a lot of them, if there IS a list), I don’t eat it. No more fast food (I’ve been clean on that since Friday last week, and I can already fit easily into a smaller pair of jeans), and no more artificially-sweetened/flavored drinks (the same). It’s been a bit of a change, but I’m hopeful that this is going to finally get me into a healthier weight and just a healthier LIFE. And my hubby is enjoying all the real food. I’m also looking forward to an end to the cravings that come sweeping through sometimes – apparently once you stop eating the foods that your body is intolerant to, the cravings end.

All I can say is, it’s about damn time. I’m tired. I’m tired of being tired. Of being sick, and yet having NOTHING WRONG. Of having my head pounding and my mouth full of cotton wool, and yet having nothing show up on any tests. I mean, they put straight histamine on my arm as part of my allergy testing, and I didn’t even react. But I know something’s wrong.

During the summer, this is easy. There’s so much fresh, local produce that I can glory in it, and I don’t miss it. Now that I know there are issues with preservatives, my canning just became a much larger priority, because anything I can, I know I can eat. So I’ll be getting that cranked up, so I have options this winter. I’m also freezing a bunch of stuff. (Making pesto this weekend, with the tons of garlic scapes I have. NUMMY!) I’ve borrowed a dehydrator from my dad too, and I’ll be drying fruit and things like that as well. The peaches are coming. Winter, well, I have a local co-op and I’ll hopefully have a freezer full of stuff. I need to get filling it.

It also means that I’m expanding my cooking horizons again. It’s shocking to realize how many sauces/spice blends/side dishes that I took for granted have preservatives in them. Even the organic ones. They’re all verboten right now for me.

On the upside, now that my head is starting to clear, I’m also starting to write again. And edit. I went through a brief funk in which I was reading Elizabeth Bear and despairing of ever, ever being a real writer who could write like that. However, I now realize that I won’t ever write like her. I’m not her. I can admire her stuff, but write it? No. That’s not my style.

So, writing. I took the first splat draft of the beginning to Advent Murders to my writing group and they cheerfully ripped it apart, which it desperately needed. They pointed out the logical flaws and issues, and I’ve got some good directions to go in. In addition to cleaning my house this weekend, I’ll also be cleaning up everything on Spells and Swashbucklers, and sending that out to the folks who need to finish some things for it before it goes to bed in August. And I’m still noodling on a novella for my Dreams universe.

So that’s what’s been happening in this corner of the world. I’ve also been gearing up for Pennsic, where I’ll be in August. If you’re going to be at the greatest war on earth, drop me a comment and let me know – I’m thinking we need a writer’s meet-up.

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.

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( Oct. 9th, 2010 02:50 pm)

I’m going to try and do these at least once a week, to keep folks updated and myself on track. Finally, I’m beginning to regain some modicum of control over my time and my stress level, and so I’m finally getting to be creative again. To those of you who have stuck with me through this dry time, thank you. I appreciate your support more than you can know.

Managed my morning pages five days out of seven this week (a week being Sunday to Saturday for me), which is very, very good for me. Getting back into the morning pages habit is something I’ve wanted to do for a while, because my brain just seems to work better once I’ve spent 10 minutes draining the crap out of it. I have a private LJ account for it, and it really helps me to just vent, or babble, or meander for those 10 minutes. I leave music on and just go.

On Sunday, I finished the short story that had been due in September and sent it off to the person I’d promised it to. I think it’s good, although I know it needs work, but it’s done. And on word limit. Which pleases me.

Today, the only thing on my plate, other than trying to not cough up a lung, is Last Rites. I need to finish this book. I need to get it done, and sent off, so I can think about other worlds and other things. I have signed up for NaNo, and I want Rites done before I start that. So that’s the big project for this month.

I’ve downloaded MyWritingNook onto my iTouch, and I’m going to see how it works for writing at work. It looks good, but it’s hard for me to write at work. Then again, if I can get my Christmas project going, that would be a good thing. And it should be good for NaNo. I’ll be bringing my Neo to work for my lunch breaks for NaNo as well. I’ll let folks know what I think of the WritingNook App as I use it.

I’m also using WriteChain to log my wordcounts – it’s a nifty little app and I do like it. I’m a bit obsessive about logging things like that, and I don’t know why. But I like to see it.

I’ve got some blog posts that I want to get up in the next few weeks on writing and my thoughts about some things. One is on being a slow write; another is on my writing process, which is a scary thing (as folks who know me are aware). I am NOT a pantser, in any sort of definition of the word, and I have a process that nets me about 50k in prewriting before I start a first draft of a novel. No, that’s not a typo. So those will be coming out in the next few days.

After Rites, I have my NaNo project, tentatively titled Sleeping Evil, which is a high fantasy/horror spin on the Sleeping Beauty story. It’s evolving into a fascinating world, and very, very different from the Horseman universe. I think it will be fun.

I’m also working on the details of a sekrit Christmas project, which is all I’ll say on that. And I should be working on a pirate story for Spells and Swashbucklers, but I haven’t had any inspirations on that front. We’ll see.

I’ll be doing a blog post on what I’m looking for in terms of stories for the next anthology as well. Don’t forget, the reading period opens November 1!

I think that’s it right now. Time for a cup of tea and then diving into Last Rites. Play nice, folks.

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.



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