For those who might be interested… In an earlier post, I outlined the predicted structure of SILVER ON THE ROAD, as follows: Part 1: Flood Part 2: The Road Part 3: A Magician Part 4: Bones and Stone Part 5: Silver on the Road Part 6: Spanish Flu Part 7: The Dust Roads As of […]
Reordering The Actions Read More »
I’ve created the Damage Board (where I sort out how much worse the characters are at the end than they were at the beginning). I’ve determined the subplot for the next book. I’ve figured out who lives and who dies. I have Draft 0 of SILVER ON THE ROAD (The Devil’s West #1) Now –
“They’re fools, young rider. You know what happens to fools, here.†Read More »
Writers are boring when we’re actually writing. I don’t even have any interesting bits of new research to share, or even any cat photos (Boomer, after a rough evening on Wednesday, has been spending most of his time sleeping in the bedroom. Castiel has discovered that Spring! means Birds! and has spent most of the
Friday No-Report (with snippet) Read More »
I really need to get some hands-on, eyes-on research done for SILVER ON THE ROAD, but was stymied because, while I am perfectly capable of traipsing off to a foreign country where I don’t speak the language fluently on my own for a week or two, so long as I can rely on mass transit,
ROAD TRIP! (maybe) Read More »
So this was the weekend I had blocked out to do a hard run on SILVER. Â Friday afternoon I laid in supplies (ready-to-eat meals and several bottles of wine), updated Anti-Social, and took a declared Twitter-cation for 48 hours. And then I set to work. Saturday morning I walked down to the farmer’s market before
State of the Meerkat: A Retreat without Retreating Read More »
This week’s proof-of-work is a small snippet, because anything before/after requires more context than I can explain without, well, explaining… “I’m not your enemy†the magician said. “I don’t have to be a friend; in fact you’re wise to keep in mind that I’m nobody’s friend. But I’m not your enemy. Not here, now, in
Proof-of-work, and someone else’s words…. Read More »
“Perhaps indeed I was, and perhaps I wasn’t and what’s dead to the wind and bones?†He spoke lightly, but there was a deepness to it that Izzy felt, the way she thought she’d feel loneliness or sorrow, an ache that stretched from her mouth to her ribs, a twisting line of darkness, hard and
A snippet! A snippet for the hounds! Read More »
Today, as those of you who follow me on Twitter may have seen, I wrote my way into a massive conflict between Story & Outline. Decided to give them pistols at 10 paragraphs, and let them sort it out. Much to my surprise, that worked. Or rather, what worked was, I looked at History and
some people don’t understand me when I talk to my screen…. Read More »
Do I have any minions out there in western Kansas? Do you own cameras (or picture-taking devices)? Are you not afraid to go out into the uncivilized lands (aka “away from large structures and/or roads”) and bring back some landscapes shots? (With extra bonus points if you live anywhere near the Red Hills) Sign on,
Calling on the Meerkat’s Minions once again… Read More »
If a picture’s worth a thousand words, then here’s a blogpost about what I’ve been up to recently… (the research-corner of my office, currently given over to material for SILVER ON THE ROAD.  The brown paper on the wall hosts a rotating series of post-its and relevant-to-the-chapter information, while the
Snapshot of a Life… Read More »