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Weekly news roundup – The Remicade week in review

This week was a bit of this and that, but this seems to be a good headline for this post for the nonce.


My week got thrown for a bit of a loop because I needed to do some hard things this week, but I did them, and I’m very proud of myself for it. Let’s look at last week’s goals.


Last Week’s Goals:


Morning pages: Going for all seven days (Sunday to Saturday). I made it 5 days again – missed Friday with a migraine and Saturday to just bleahs. Grey days seem to be hard.

Writing goals: Writing will happen on Wednesday, Saturday, and Sunday. I need to re-juggle a bit of the Advent calendar, but that shouldn’t take long. I want 2 days written, and some work on a Sapph or Spike short. Writing did not happen on either Wednesday or Saturday. It will happen today, so yay? Although this goes on this week’s goals technically. And I did the book review for Perils of Prague, which you should check out.

Non-writing Goals:  I need to write up Brian’s page for the EK 50 memorial wall. No more delays. Also, now that the caftan’s design has been agreed upon, I need to get the waste canvas on it and decide how I’m going to do this. I might try doing embroidery on the waste canvas and see how that works. Not sure yet. More progress here! I got Brian’s page done on Saturday, which really hit me harder than I thought it would. But it’s done, and he’ll be in the Memorial Garden at EK 50 if you are going. I also figured out how to do the embroidery for the caftan, and started most of a crochet bag. And I finished the embroidery for the first favor. I also figured out taxes for my father’s companion, and finally called about my car accident.


So yeah, in retrospect, I think this was a successful week, even without the writing I wanted to do. So, on to this week’s goals!


This Week’s Goals

Morning pages: Sunday to Saturday again. I’m building a good habit, even if I don’t hit the full week yet.


Writing goals: I need to restructure Molly for this year, since I’m not trying to do 2 Advents this year. That’s the goal for this week. Today (Sunday), I’m going to do some writing on Sapph, I think. Also, Wednesday, I am putting the two first Molly books into Archivos, so I can start working forward. Before I do any more writing on the Carter’s Cove series, I need to get the bible going.


Non-Writing goals: This week, I need to finish my market bag that I am crocheting for myself, and do the test pattern for Brewcie’s caftan. Then I need to measure the pattern, and measure out how much I need to make the actual trim.


These are all good goals, and doable. Keeping this weekly post going has really helped keep me on track, and I’m finding that I’m getting stuff done. So thank you, all, for putting up with me while I do this!

Don’t forget, Winter Storms is currently out! Catch up with the second adventure of Molly and Schrodinger!

As always, you can buy me a cup of coffee on Ko-Fi!



Weekly news roundup – the Father’s Day edition

Okay, so it’s a day late, but hey, I spent Father’s Day with the best of dads, mine. We went and saw Solo, which was super fun and I highly recommend (as one of my friends said, Oscar-worthy it wasn’t, but it was a good Star Wars movie). So I didn’t get to post this yesterday, but hey, I’m at least admitting it! (and totally, go see Solo)


I’ve made the decision to not kill myself and try to write two Advent stories this year. I’m going to count last year as a lost year, and publish the story I’m working on in December as usual. I’m sorry, guys, but between work, TAPS, and writing, something has got to give. I just don’t have the time or the energy to do two of them – not and write anything else.


Which leads us to goals!

Last Week’s Goals:

Morning pages: Going for all seven days (Sunday to Saturday). I made it 6 out of 7 – I missed Sunday due to Father’s Day. But that’s it!

Writing goals: I have today and Wednesday to write, and I’m going to have 2 days ready to go. The newsletter will wait until I understand MailChimp a bit better. Also, I WILL finish Perils! – I did finish Perils, and I owe you guys a review of it. Here’s my mini review – it’s good. Read it. Go buy it. I also finished Day 0 for Advent (yep, another November 30 start) and started Day 1.

Non-writing Goals: 1 favor embroidered, and I need to write up Brian’s page for the EK 50 memorial wall. Also, as I now have the art, I will send in the submission I have been sitting on. – I almost finished the favor (I finished it today, actually), I got the caftan I need to start working on for a friend, and I got the submission mostly done. Brian’s page is still unwritten, because I keep crying. But I’m going to have to buckle down and do it.


This Week’s Goals:

Morning pages: Going for all seven days (Sunday to Saturday).

Writing goals: Writing will happen on Wednesday, Saturday, and Sunday. I need to re-juggle a bit of the Advent calendar, but that shouldn’t take long. I want 2 days written, and some work on a Sapph or Spike short.

Non-writing Goals:  I need to write up Brian’s page for the EK 50 memorial wall. No more delays. Also, now that the caftan’s design has been agreed upon, I need to get the waste canvas on it and decide how I’m going to do this. I might try doing embroidery on the waste canvas and see how that works. Not sure yet.


As always, you can buy me a cup of Ko-Fi if you want!

Weekly news roundup

You know, I think one of the things I miss most about Diane Rehm retiring is that now my Fridays do not consist of two hours of the Weekly News Roundup. She used to do an hour of domestic news, and then an hour of international news, and it rounded out my week nicely. NPR, get on that, please. (Granted, I now listen to BBC Worldwide every day, so I get my news fix, but still. I miss the Weekly News Roundup.)


It’s Sunday, so it’s time for my personal weekly round-up. Let’s see how I did with those goals!


Last Week’s Goals:

Morning pages: I made it 5 of the last 7 days (Sunday to Saturday). Not bad, considering the week. I’ll take it!

Writing Goals: I wanted to have 2 days of Advent 2017 written, finish reading Perils of Prague, and set up the email newsletter. I got part of the first day written, but that’s it. I’ve set up the email list, but haven’t written the first newsletter. And I still haven’t finished Perils. (I didn’t read much this week).

Non-writing Goals: I finished the cardigan! Sadly, it’s a little small for me, but I know what I did wrong, and I’ll make sure it has a new home. I wanted to have 1 queen’s favor finished, but I got a project at work to do instead of embroidering, so I’m still working on that first one.

This Week’s Goals:

Morning pages: Going for all seven days (Sunday to Saturday).

Writing goals: I have today and Wednesday to write, and I’m going to have 2 days ready to go. The newsletter will wait until I understand MailChimp a bit better. Also, I WILL finish Perils!

Non-writing Goals: 1 favor embroidered, and I need to write up Brian’s page for the EK 50 memorial wall. Also, as I now have the art, I will send in the submission I have been sitting on.


As always, you can buy me a cup of Ko-Fi if you want! I’m contemplating another Patreon page, but I’m still working out the details.


Have a great week, folks!


Life reboot: 2.0.

Life has been weird lately, and I’m not sure why.

Of course, I just got home from Balticon, and I’m sick (again – I swear Maryland is trying to kill me), so that might be part of it. I’m still glad I went -I spent a lot of time going to panels on the business of being an author, which is very different from the art of being an author, and one I’m learning about. I’d love to make a living out of being a writer, if only for the fact that I could share my writing with lots of other folks. I’ll always need a day job, sadly, because of my medical condition. And really, I like having a day job. It means I can pay my bills and not have to stress as much if I go to a con and don’t sell any books.


But being an author is expensive, guys. And it’s not just bandwidth for the website, or money for notebooks, or supporting my tea habit (which is not cheap, let me tell you). It’s buying swag to hand out at cons or signings. It’s gas money for conventions. It’s paying my editor, my cover artist and my book designer. It’s paying my artist friend to design the calendar. It all costs, and while I’m lucky that so far, I’ve managed to sort of break even, I really need to start doing things like marketing, which I will admit scares and intimidates me. For all that I’m not a shy person, going out and saying, “I wrote this awesome thing and you should buy it!” scares the snot out of me. Seriously. So I’m going to be very awkward as I figure this out. Consider yourselves warned.


I’m starting by getting my email list set up today, and I’ve got a Ko-Fi page, if you want to throw some money my way. I’m going to start blogging once a week (on Sundays, when I know I will be sitting down and have a steady internet connection, if nothing else), and those Sunday posts will include my plans for the upcoming week, and how I did on last’s week’s plans. So let’s get that started now.


This week, I’m working the day job on Monday, Tuesday, and Friday, because Thursday, I have a colonoscopy scheduled. Yay! (not really) Because of my Crohn’s disease, I get to enjoy one of these every other year. Doesn’t that sound like a blast? Okay, that was an unfortunate turn of phrase. I blame Deadpool.


However, because of that, my goals for the week are modest. I’m working on the 2017 Advent story (which will start June 30, just so you know). My goal is to have 2 days written by the time next Sunday rolls around, and to set up my email newsletter. Also, I need to finish the Perils of Prague so I can give you all a review. So that’s in the list.


Non-writing goals: well, I’m working on a cardigan for myself, so I’d like to have that finished. For at-work projects, I just got some queen’s favors, so we’ll work on that as well. Time to work on my embroidery stitches! Goal is to have 1 favor embroidered by next Sunday.


We’ll see how I do. I’m setting modest goals for the most part, because I’m a great one for making unreasonable goals and then watching them fly by.


Also! The next Carter’s Cove book, Winter Storms, is out! I’d love some reviews, if you’ve read it! Let me know!

(writing/organization) Getting my thoughts in line

I’m in a mood right now. There is so much swirling in my head that all I want to do is take a vacation from everything and just write. Sadly, I’m not independently wealthy, so that’s not happening. However, Balticon is coming up in two weeks, so I’ll get a bit of a break then! A working break, but that’s a good thing.


I’m setting up some KanbanFlow boards for myself for projects that I want to get done this year. I’m working on an anthology for Paradise City, as well as the finishing up of last year’s Advent and publishing this year’s Advent. Also, I’m working on writing Resonant Frequencies, so I’ve got a board set up for that. And I’ve got some short stories and poems (I know, weird, right?) that are kicking around in my head too, so I’m going to be working on those.


I want to do so many things, and I’m realizing that if I don’t make myself a schedule, I’m going to miss all the deadlines. I’ve already decided that I’m not going to try for Viable Paradise this year, as the book I want to use is not up to my standard. So I’ll keep working on it and try for next year. I’m hoping Kanban will work. If not, I’ll try something else.


Advent 2017 is going to be re-released and finished in July of this year (yay, Christmas in July!), so thank you all for being patient. And you don’t need to go back and re-read – I’m going to release all of it each day, just like in December. And I’ll have both Secrets AND Storms, as well as calendars, at Balticon! So cool! Let me know if you want one (I won’t be at a table, but I’ll have stuff). Also, I’ll have copies of the Complete Guide 1 and 2 – I’m out of 3!


Oh, and Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms on my blog! And yes, this is from Tayla and Bear, who wish to inform you that I am the meanest mommy ever, because I would not give them treats before I left this morning.

(writing/poetry/stuff) All the things swirling in my head, like blood in fog

I’m writing again. I’m also starting to venture slowly into poetry, which is weird, because I never thought of myself as a poet. But Amber introduced me to Rupi Kuhr, and I am in love with words again. She is amazing and wonderful and I highly recommend her to all people. Even if you think you don’t like poetry. This, to me, is more thoughts in motion than anything else.


I’m also working on books. I’m getting myself back into Advent, and will be re-releasing last year’s unfinished story in July, along with the ending. So this year you get two Advents! Because Molly and Schrodinger will be back in December as well. I’m also releasing Winter Storms, the second book in the Carter’s Cove series, this year. So much Molly! My mother’s smiling, I know she is.


I’m working on a few other things too. I’ve got an odd short story that I’m working on finishing up, about ghost helpers and the little shop they run. And I’ve finally started to work on Resonant Frequencies, which I’m hoping to submit to Viable Paradise in a month. If I don’t get it to the shape I want it to by the deadline, I’ll continue to work on it and go for next year. This year is the year of me doing things to push myself. Reconnect with myself.


I’m also still playing with Shanna and Talia but that’s kind of on hold. I’m trying to get my world bibles in order (using Archivos, which is amazing and you should all look into it) and so I’m doing more of worldbuilding than anything else. She will be getting her story. I promise. Just not right now. Both of them. And Faerytale Princess as well. I have so many stories, guys. So very many stories.


OH! And I’m going to be doing some book reviews too on here! First up, once I finish it, is Perils of Prague by Doc Coleman. Steampunky goodness. I can’t wait. Yes, I will be doing others, but I’m not sure what ones yet.


Finally, I’m starting to do The Artist’s Way again. I’ve decided that I’m not going to be online after 9 pm ET most nights, so I can keep my sleep habits healthy. My evenings are going to be spent writing by hand, since that’s something that feels comfortable to me.  More as I come up with it.

(sca/writing/inspiration) It’s not all just sitting and typing….

I’ve been writing again, which is cool, but I’ve been doing other things as well, and I think that’s WHY I’ve been able to write again. I get so wrapped up in “I am a writer and writers need to write and dear gods, why am I not writing, I should be writing!” Then I feel like the woman in that Little Caesar’s commercial who feels the need to sit down. And then I can’t seem to get out of my own way. It’s a vicious cycle.


In one of the SCA groups on Facebook that I’m in, there was a challenge going around – 100 Days of Arts & Sciences. Basically, the point was to do at least 10 minutes a day of some sort of art or science practice. So for the last 60 days, I’ve been trying to do this. Today is Day 60, and in that time period, I’ve finished seven crocheted pouches for the Birka largesse baskets, I’ve knit two pouches for Gold Key that I need to finish, I finished up an overdress that needs to be taken in, and I’ve done about 3 feet of a kumihimo cord in my heraldic colors (black, red, and white) for tokens. It’s been a soothing two months, and I’m enjoying it.

And I think, in my quietness, that it’s been refilling my writing well. I’m also realizing that it’s okay to walk away from an idea at the moment, if it’s not working. I want to write Resonant Frequencies, but it’s not the right time to write it now. I don’t have the fully-formed idea, just a kernel, and it needs to lie fallow for a bit. The same is true for the Advent story for last year.

So I’m writing something completely new. Space opera. Pirates. Quantum physics. Galleons that sail on the Cosmic Web. And magic. I’m rather enjoying it.



(writing/personal) February 14th is just another day to me at this point

Maybe one day, I’ll be able to deal with today, and even be happy on it. Today is not that day, so I’m glad to not have to be at work.


Instead, I am drinking good tea at my favorite bookstore (Gibson’s, for those who don’t know it), and I’m writing. I’m making the decision that I need to step away from last year’s Advent story, at least for a while. I can’t deal with Carter’s Cove right now – I’m not in that head space, and I don’t like forcing out the story. I will come back to it, and I may rewrite a bunch of it. We’ll see. So I’m moving to a different story, and perhaps there will be Advent in July or something.


However, I have put in the stuff for the cover for Winter Storms, the second book in the Advent series, and we are still on track for this to be out in April. Which means I’ll have it for RavenCon! Which means I need to come up with something cool for the freebie tables. I’m contemplating either book marks or book plates. Because stickers are cool.

(advent) December 11

Sunday, December 11


“Schrodinger, what are you doing?”

DC looked over at the CrossCat, who was sitting on the floor in front of the big front window he and the others had decorated. Beyond the cheerful scene, snow was falling in a steady, deliberate pattern. It had started the night before, and showed no signs of stopping in the near future.

I’m wondering how we’re going to get to the nursing home, Schrodinger said finally, turning towards her. That’s really not going to stop soon, and I don’t think anyone is going to want to drive. Molly said something about asking Pavel to take us in the sleigh, but he’s so busy. He turned back to the window. But I don’t want to disappoint anyone either. Being responsible is hard sometimes.

“Being responsible is hard all the time,” DC agreed. “But I wouldn’t worry too much about how you’re going to get to the nursing home.”

Why not?

“Because you have a lot of luck,” she said. “And it’s Christmas. Weren’t you the one telling me that anything is possible at Christmas?”

He perked up. That’s true! I’ll go and remind the others.

They needed the reminder. Lily, Zoey, Kaylee, and Gideon were all seated at a table, looking glumly into mugs of hot chocolate, while Aurora and Jack shared one of the pet beds by the wood stove. They had packed up a bunch of stuff from the magic craft table when they’d gotten in earlier, courtesy of Nathan Barrett’s 4×4, at Molly’s urging.

DC reminded me that this is Christmas, Schrodinger said now, hopping up on to a chair next to Gideon. And anything is possible at Christmas. Remember, Zoey?

Zoey nodded. “That is true! We got our house back!”

“And you helped Molly defeat the Eidolon in Old Man Winter!” Lily added, brightening. “That’s true! What’s a little bit of snow?”

“Technically, it’s about twelve inches, which isn’t a little bit,” Gideon said. “But that’s okay. We can deal with that.”

Kaylee threw a napkin at him. “You’re so literal!”

There was a jingling of bells as the front door opened, distracting them. They all turned to see who had braved the storm.

“What a lovely day out!” Old Man Winter boomed, his face wreathed in a large grin and snowflakes in his beard. With him were two distinctly unhappy-looking people wrapped in heavy cloaks. “Are you guys ready to go to the nursing home?”

“With you? YES!” Kaylee crowed, launching herself at him. “Did you bring the sledge? And the reindeer? Can I drive again?”

Old Man Winter laughed. “Yes, with me. Yes, I brought the sledge and the reindeer, but no, I think I’ll drive today. It’s a little too snowy out for you.”

She pouted. “Why?”

“Because you haven’t enough arm strength, darling,” he said, sweeping her up in his arms. “Don’t worry. When you turn 16, I’ll give you your own sledge and reindeer.”

Schrodinger wondered how Nathan and Corrinne would react to that, but didn’t say anything. He was more interested to see who Old Man Winter had brought with him.

The cloaks hid a lot of their features, but he was relatively sure they were newcomers. One was taller than the other, but neither were overly tall or short. Nor did he see any additional appendages. He jumped down off his chair and approached them. Welcome to CrossWinds Books, he said politely. Would you like some tea to warm up before we head back out?

“A CrossCat?” A deep female voice came from the depths of the taller being’s hood, and a gloved hand pushed the hood back to reveal a wrinkled face with amazingly brilliant green eyes. “Upon my soul, it really is a CrossCat. Perhaps this place is civilized after all.” She bowed to him. “Joyous Greetings, Traveler. May your Roads be smooth.”

Joyous Greetings, Schrodinger replied, bowing himself. May your Travels be easy.

She beamed at him, obviously pleased at the ritual greeting. “I am Matriarch Daisia, and I would love a cup of tea.”

I am Schrodinger Barrett, and please, come sit down. He looked at the other figure. Would you like tea too?

The gloved hand that pushed back the furred cloak looked as big as Old Man Winter’s, for all the being was shorter by nearly two and a half feet. “Tea?” the bearded man rumbled thoughtfully. “I do not think I have heard of this before.” His words were strangely accented, although they were clear enough. “What is tea?”

“I think you will like it, Crossas,” Old Man Winter said, leading them over to the table next to the others. “Especially Molly’s Christmas Tea. It will appeal to your sweet tooth.”

As if by magic, Molly appeared at the doorway to the kitchen, a plate of cookies in her hands. “And I’m assuming you’ll want some as well, Old Man?” she said, setting the cookies on the table. “I made the lemon-thyme shortbread you like.”

He reached eagerly for one. “You need to try these too, Crossax,” he said, handing the man one. The wedges looked ridiculously tiny in their big hands. “And the sugar cookies. And then you need to set up a delivery order with Molly,” and he nodded at her, “who is the best baker in all the Realms.”

Molly blushed. “Hardly.” She offered a hand to Daisia, who shook it promptly, and then Crossax, who peered at it before taking it carefully. “Welcome to Carter’s Cove, Matriarch, Chieftain. I’m Molly McIntyre, and I run the tea shop. Please, do warm up before you go out again.”

“A kitchen witch! How lovely!” Daisia smiled at Molly, and Schrodinger decided he liked her. Then again, anyone who liked Molly was good in his book. “What kind of herbal teas do you have, my dear?”

“I’ve got a rather large amount,” Molly said. “Would you like to come and look?”

The Matriarch followed her into the kitchen while Crossax looked warily at the chairs.

“You can sit,” Old Man Winter assured him, taking a chair himself. “They’re very sturdy. I’ve never broken one.”

The big man sat down and shrugged out of his cloak. Underneath, he wore a business suit that reminded Schrodinger of the grey suit Old Man Winter often wore in the Cove, although he did not look as uncomfortable as the winter spirit had been the first time he’d worn it. The suit was tailored around the very large muscles, and to his delight, Schrodinger noticed that his tie had crossed battle axes and Scottie dogs on it.

“I love your tie!” Lily said at the same time, leaning forward. “That’s awesome!”

Crossax beamed at her. “Thank you! This was a gift from my granddaughter. She had it made especially for this trip.” He pulled the tie out so the others could see it better. “I have three Scottie dogs at home, named Horus, Ramses, and Ben.”

“Ben?” Kaylee said.

“Yes, my granddaughter named him.” Crossax’s laugh rumbled out from his belly. “I was going to name him Osiris, to round out the gods, but she insisted. I don’t know why she likes the name Ben either.” He looked around at them. “And who are all of you?”

“Oh, my apologies, Crossax.” Old Man Winter shook his head and introduced them all.

The chieftain nodded. “I hear you are going to help teach us to work together,” he said. “I wish you good luck, but I do not think you will succeed.”

Why not?  Jack said, picking up his head. You and the Matriarch seem to be very nice.

“We are,” Daisia agreed, coming back out. “And we get along with each other.” She gave Crossax a smile. “But even we have issues with some of our…” She paused, apparently looking for the right word. “Companions,” she finished, sitting back down.

“Truth,” Crossax said, picking up a frosted sugar cookie. “While I have no issues with Matriarch Daisia, the same cannot be said for Lady Avala, who seems to believe that the only way to keep her seat is to block every measure I suggest.” He scowled.

“In her defense, you do the same thing to her,” Daisia said, as Molly came back out with tea mugs. “And I do it to Nahand, and fully admit that sometimes it’s just to spoil his day.” She shook her head. “We are old dogs, you and I. Can we learn new tricks?”

As another old dog, absolutely, Jack said dryly. Age is no excuse.

Daisia looked at his greying muzzle. “But it’s harder to learn,” she said.

“That just means it’s worth it,” Kaylee told her. She was still sitting on Old Man Winter’s lap. “That’s what Mommy always says.” Then, as Schrodinger looked over at her, she added, “We’re going to help you! That’s what today is about.”

Lily was frowning a bit, and Zoey, who was very attuned to her best friend’s moods, nudged her. “What’s wrong, Lily?” The words came out in a sudden silence, louder than Schrodinger thought Zoey had meant to say it.

Lily flushed a bit as everyone looked at her. “It’s nothing,” she mumbled.

Lily? Schrodinger reached out with a soft paw. You can tell us. Or just me, if you want.

She struggled and then blurted out, “But why didn’t the Snow Queen send you out with the people you couldn’t work with today? I mean, what good does it do to come out with someone you agree with, if you are trying to learn to work with people that you don’t agree with?”

Schrodinger had wondered the same thing. Now , they all turned to their visitors.

“Actually, we volunteered,” Daisia said. “Neither of us had ever been to the Cove.”

“Also, we were intrigued by your Advent calendar,” Crossax added. “We do not celebrate like this in either of our Realms, but I for one think my granddaughter would enjoy it. “ He looked at Old Man Winter and said, “And truthfully? I wanted to meet the people who unfroze Old Man Winter’s heart. That was truly an amazing thing, long overdue in the Realms.”

“And it keeps me thinking that perhaps you know something we don’t,” Daisia finished.

“You mean like how to be nice to people?” Zoey said.

Not just people, Schrodinger guessed. People we may not like very much. Or may not like us. Right?

Daisia nodded. “Exactly so.”

“The snow is letting up a little,” DC said from the front counter. “Looks like you might want to leave now.”

They all scrambled into their winter clothing and hurried outside to Old Man Winter’s great sledge. Molly followed them and handed up a basket.

“For your snack later,” she said, grinning. “Decorating is hungry work!”

(personal/writing/advent) Deep thoughts

Two posts in one week. Wow, I might actually be getting into a groove or something.


I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about writing lately. And streaks. And self-care. Shocking, I know, but bear with me, because it all ties in together. I’m still picking at the Advent story, but I’m paused as I need to figure out some plot things that were just thrown up at me. There weren’t supposed to be more people in this story, and now I need to figure out where they are going. This means stopping writing and actually doing some plotting.


I’ve got two books that are now in my calendar to proof-read, but I’ve got room in February and March right now, as well as further out. I’m also starting to plot what else I need to do this year. I’ll be at RavenCon and Balticon with new books (yay, Winter Storms is finally coming out!) and calendars. I have to get stickers done too.


In addition to rewriting Molly’s 3rd book (and no, I don’t have a title yet) for publication for December 2018, I need to decide my next book as well. I believe I’m going back to Resonant Frequencies, and there will probably be a ghost story or two as well. The Sapph universe isn’t working the way I want it to, so I’m going to try again. With brand-new characters, and a different kind of feel. There’s too much magic leaking into Sapph and while she’s fun, it’s a little bit of a Mary Sue. So I need to try something else.


I also have a project that I can’t talk a lot about here yet (but I will be working on it, and it’s cool! I promise!). In addition, I have some friends with some neat books coming out, and I’m thinking about inviting them to come on over and tell you all about it.


Last year was about surviving. This year, I’m looking to step back into the sunlight and try to thrive.