Since I go back to teaching this fall, this is probably a good thing. But still, nothing to write – it is almost as though I have no purpose in life. Ever since I sold Soulless
two years ago, I've always had something on my plate. I feel feckless and rudderless.
Oh no, what do I do?
Meh, it's just end-of-project-itis.Gail's Daily Dose
Your Infusion of Cute:
There is a vampire convention
happening in Hollywood this weekend (August 14-16). I'm still out of the country but it sure looks like fun.
Your Tisane of Smart:Awesome old school medical tools.A Skull Saw (1830s-60s)
This hand-cranked saw's blades were used to cut through sections of the skull, allowing for access by other instruments.
Your Writerly Tinctures:Hillarious summation of WorldCon
CAKE in Space: With agent.Soulless
: In which Rosefox takes me to task for caricatures
and craves slash. Strangely, or perhaps not, she articulates all the things I upend in the second book. (Insert evil laugh here.) Here's the bit I love. "Glorious glorious slashiness." And then after some insider slash-terminology I don't understand, "This book is patently intended to be a fanfic goldmine and I can't wait." To which I take the 5th for contractual reasons. But say, quite stealthily, that one of my mile markers for making it as an author is M/M slash.Changeless
: Awaiting copyedit. Release date currently April 2010. Got cover (everyone say "ooooo").Blameless
Gone off to betas.
Quotes of the Day:
"I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within."
~ Gustave Flaubert(Now, I've read Flaubert and I must admit to beign a bit irritated by his writing too.)