Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Drained

Seriously under the weather today. Seriously, as in can't keep my eyes open. Think some sort of energy vampire must have sucked me dry last night. Alternatively, it could simply be that I'm overdue for a holiday.

Yeah, off next week, and I'm going to try and leave my work at home.

The bloody book keeps getting longer. I don't mean in the sense that I'm racking up huge word counts each day, but in the sense that the goal posts for finishing keep moving. Extra chapters keep springing up and then I have to find titles for them. Stupid chapters!

No idea what people are going to make of Blaze. He's certainly no typical alpha male. People have to look after him, and rescue him, and the whole prince thing just sits ill with him. I suspect he'd be much happier if everyone just let him go home to quietly read a book or wash his socks.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Tag-o-rama revealed

Okay, a week is up, so time to reveal the truth and lies, and determine if we have a winner.

1. I once fell out of a tractor, while it was moving.

Nope, I've never been inside a tractor to have the opportunity to fall out of one moving or otherwise.

2. Parsnips are my totally favourite vegetable, and I especially like them roasted.

Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! Parsnips are the spawn of Satan, and are sneaky to boot. They disguise themselves as roast potatoes which is just plain evil.

3. I was once hit by a car while wearing a large cardboard box, which I was sharing with someone else.

Is completely and utterly true! I was taking part in a sponsored three-legged walk at the time dressed as a grandfather clock along with a girl named Sally. The car went into the side of us. Thankfully only the box was dinted.

4. I now own 37 pairs of boots.

Hang on, let me do a quick count... Nope, only four pairs, alas.

5. I once ate a sausage and strawberry sandwich. Yummy!

I most certainly didn't, but my daughter did the morning of the original post. Although, to be fair I think she changed her mind after three bites.

6. One of my favourite books is about a man named Odo.

Yes, it is! It so is. I know, Odo is a truly terrible name, but the man is sex on a stick. He is of course Lord Wraxall, from Lord Wraxall's Fancy.

7. I once had to call the police to search a hillside for two goblins.

Ah, Janine, you'd have lost your money. While I've never had to call the police to search for goblins, we've often joked about it, and we did write the local police a charming letter one time explaining that there would be goblins on the hillside. And, they did drive past to check.

So, a winner... The winner is... Charlotte. Who receives a copy of Pure Folly. How utterly splendidly clever of you to get them right. I shall have to be extra guarded in what I say around you now, because clearly you remember everything.

To all those of you who thought I'd eat a sausage and strawberry sandwich-- you're nuts! To Bev, I'd just like to clarify the goblins mentioned above were all over 18. Also, to be fair, they weren't nearly as bad as some of the things on that hillside.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Netbook woes

After several agonising days of netbook woes, we've finally solved the problem of non-responsive touchpad and non-functioning USB ports. Was it the full factory reset that did it?

Shakes head.
Oh no!

Was it the magically reinstalled software?

Nope, not that either.

No, the problems were solved by pressing Fn F7 and taking the battery out for a few seconds and then rebooting.

Sigh!

I'm glad it's fixed and it didn't turn out to be anything more major, but really... WTF is your damage, computer? Shakes fist.

We now return to normal programming... Book is progressing nicely. 75% done, in fact, which means my mind keeps wandering onto what comes next. I'm thinking maybe a nice quick novella, and then maybe I'll let either Vaughan or Darleston out of the box.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Reprint!

Through some random surfing (okay, on Amazon) I've learned that A Gentleman's Wager is due to be reprinted in August 2010. I'm not sure if that's worldwide or just the UK. More details when I know them. Hmm, wonder if it'll have a new cover... Exciting stuff.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Tagged

Charlotte Stein has tagged me, and since I've spent the day rearranging bookshelves instead of creating fiction, I suppose I'll make up for it by taking part in this lying thing:




So, here goes. 7 things about me, of which only two are totally cross-my-heart-and-all-that-bollocks true.

1. I once fell out of a tractor, while it was moving.

2. Parsnips are my totally favourite vegetable, and I especially like them roasted.

3. I was once hit by a car while wearing a large cardboard box, which I was sharing with someone else.

4. I now own 37 pairs of boots.

5. I once ate a sausage and strawberry sandwich. Yummy!

6. One of my favourite books is about a man named Odo.

7. I once had to call the police to search a hillside for two goblins.

That's it, list done. Go at it. Should anyone happen to guess correctly, I might be persuaded to part with an ebook of Pure Folly.

I'm not tagging anyone, cause I'm a spoil sport like that, but should anyone I know want to consider themselves my taggeeeeees, then by all means.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Mucho chores, not enough action.

Yikes, it's been a month. Well, almost a month since I checked in. And a gloriously hellish month it's been too. I've seen the inside of far too many hospital wards, spent hours talking to doctors, nurses and other assorted medical personnel. I've eaten lots of less than appetising hospital food and ended up ruddy exhausted.

However, it is calm again now. I can get back to the creative stuff, right...right?

Chapter 12 turned into a 12K epic. Had to slice it in half and then invent another chapter title or three, just when I had them all worked out. sigh. Actually, all my chapters keep turning into mini novellas. It's as if my brain has somehow figured that I have to match the word count to the chapter number. Gawd help me when I reach chapter twenty.

Chapter 14 currently consists of about 14 words. The first part of which is "I am stuck. Bollocks, bollocks, bollocks!" I seem to have hit a mental road block. I know what's supposed to happen next, there's just a bit of filling in to do first, only ..................nada............. I guess it's the quiet before the storm, but really, I think I am actually supposed to write some text.

Teeny sneaky peeky at what's been going on...

Blaze twitched, as though he’d been slapped, and pounced upon the double wedge of meat and bread instead of Raven. As he wolfed down the sandwich, taking rapid bite after bite, he barely tasted the meat to know whether Sorrow’s assessment of its composition had been correct.

It wasn’t bloody enough; he knew that for a fact. He had to content himself with licking smears of pickle from his fingertips. The snack simply hadn’t filled the hollow pit in his stomach. “Need another.”

Raven shrugged his shirt off over his head. “What you need you’re not going to find in a sandwich.” He crooked his head to one side exposing his neck from collarbone to jaw. Beneath his skin lay the firm throb of his pulse.

Blaze stared at him gobsmacked, hardly able to comprehend what was being offered. Still dazed he started forward, only to pause, his hands splayed over the firm slabs of muscle that comprised Raven’s chest. “No. Not with you. It ain’t…”

"It ain’t what, Blaze? This isn’t heading any place we haven’t been before. I know things have changed but I can’t obliterate the past to match up with however you think we should behave now.”


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