Writing Life

It's rained all day today. (No, those aren't ghostly "orbs." Those are raindrops.)

We're still in enough of a drought for raindrops to be welcome -- unless it's 10+ inches worth again. Even so, it's been the writer version of a stressful day, i.e., strewn with upsetting events, but I got some pages written, ergo some of the day was salvaged after all.

The Writing Thing

This is me -- happy to learn today that my orphaned book, The Marine, is an orphan no more. It, along with my other orphan, The First Boy I Loved, are to be released in a 2-in-1 volume trade paperback in August 2009. I am very happy. And so are my creditors. Likewise my non-deductible dependents. (Please start saving your pennies now, okay?)




This is also me -- with a heart and soul book proposal "out there" in the Land of Rejection, Angst, and Bona Fide Waiting Heck.

(What? Surely you didn't think it gets easier?)