Random updates and reports of shenanigans
Today is EON. I have a playlist for this on my iPod: EON is End of Novel. It’s the period of time once a novel is truly done and I have shipped it off to beta readers. Once that happens, it’s like I’ve watched the ship sail out, even though technically there are always a few tweaks afterwards. The beta sendoff always feels like FIN to me, and I clap and rejoice and have a few heady moments–and then I twitch. For a day, for two, I’m listless, and I always end up back at the computer, as if somehow the draft will reappear and I will have to start working again. I will say that EON is a lot more fun on Effexor, because I could laugh at myself instead of fall into a black funk, but it was still very EON.
Which probably explains why today was the day I decided to pull out Temple Boy. Most of you are going, "What?" and a few of you are shouting ‘YES, OH YES." Temple Boy is the sequel to The Seventh Veil, a fantasy story I have worked on for fucking ever and which now sits with Saritza to sell somewhere. Which, I thought, probably about time to work on book two. So I read it.
Well, it is actually pretty amazing. It has huge sections missing, and it’s way out of order, and the end needs a tweak, but a good month of work would give it a truck draft, and it could be going off to betas as I go off to shenanigans. So maybe there will be that. We’ll see. I wanted to start something new, but this story and Small Town Boy feel like albatrosses. Want them off my neck.
Speaking of necks: I have been reluctant to update on Mia, thinking that maybe if I didn’t she would be okay, or continue to be so. And she has been awesome all summer. But I think her tumor is starting to grow back, sadly. I take her in next week, and we’ll see then what we do next. I don’t like that it came back this fast. But the vet did say we could remove it again, and it would be less of an ordeal. She looks great, though, and she’s so social. Of course, morbid me thinks that may be her way of saying goodbye. But we’ll see. So there’s your update: during the silence she was great. Now I think we have a tumor back.
And speaking of shenanigans.
So, the deal is, I think Marie Sexton and I are taking a road trip. Well, we are, unless something heinous happens. She’s coming here, and then we’re driving to Missouri (both sides) and Louisiana and Texas. Ultimately I’m heading to see my sister at the very southern end of Texas, but this is also Mitch Tedsoe’s hometown. I don’t know what I’m looking for. I just know there’s a roadtrip south in the next Sam and Mitch book, and I know I don’t know jack about the south. So off I go to learn.
Still loving the Effexor stuff. Upped to 225 to try and zap lingering stuff in my legs and hips, and it’s sort of working, I think.
Still very much EON. Still owe a lot of people beta reads, still need to finish some other reading, still playing a lot of solitaire. Still have too damn many stories to finish.
And that’s the update.