I've done this fifty times before.
This is a year for which I cannot currently provide anything like a remotely satisfying summation. I keep writing sentences and erasing them. It was that sort of year. Regardless, whatever else might be true about 2014, today is the light at the end of a three-year-long - long, long - dark tunnel. I believe 2015 will be much better, but only if I beat it - and myself - into shape. See? How fucking vague was that? Perhaps everything will be a little clearer farther down the road. And perhaps not.
The last quarter or so of the year saw an amazing change in my habits. I began to travel. Indeed, when you add it all up, Kathryn and I spent two of the last four months away from Providence, between a trip to Alabama, World Fantasy in Arlington, and then the three weeks in Woodstock. I hope that the year ahead will be similarly not tied down to this city.
And hey, this year I won two World Fantasy awards, a Locus award, and my second Bram Stoker. Not too shabby.
So, turn the page.
Yesterday was about as fucking nightmarish a writing day as I ever have. But I got through pages 13, 14, 15, 16, and 17 of Alabaster: The Good, the Bad, and the Bird, and it will be finished this evening. I have twelve hours to write five pages (2.4 hours per page). I think I can manage that.
And really, that's all I have for now. As cliché as it sounds, see you on the other side, kittens.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
The last quarter or so of the year saw an amazing change in my habits. I began to travel. Indeed, when you add it all up, Kathryn and I spent two of the last four months away from Providence, between a trip to Alabama, World Fantasy in Arlington, and then the three weeks in Woodstock. I hope that the year ahead will be similarly not tied down to this city.
And hey, this year I won two World Fantasy awards, a Locus award, and my second Bram Stoker. Not too shabby.
So, turn the page.
Yesterday was about as fucking nightmarish a writing day as I ever have. But I got through pages 13, 14, 15, 16, and 17 of Alabaster: The Good, the Bad, and the Bird, and it will be finished this evening. I have twelve hours to write five pages (2.4 hours per page). I think I can manage that.
And really, that's all I have for now. As cliché as it sounds, see you on the other side, kittens.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast