Posted by Faith on Aug 31, 2009 in Daily Musings | 2 comments
I joked on FaceBook about the between-books-panic. It’s real for a lot of writers, including me–a combo of the *will-I-ever-get-another-contract* worry, mixed with the *what-will-I-write-next* jitters, and a dash of the *my-last-books-are-still-selling* comfort, and all tangled up with the *if-I-died-tomorrow,-at-least-I-fulfilled-my-contract*...
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Posted by Faith on Aug 28, 2009 in Faith's Fun Stuff | 0 comments
I am sitting here with wet hair after a long hot shower, all lazy and rested, thinking over the vacation and I realized that I haven’t put up any pics! here are a couple. The first is a pic of a group of us at a local restaurant having a great time. The second is a posed shot at Dave’s shop, Rapid Expeditions. I’ll upload some more shots to...
Read MoreWeird Place
Posted by Faith on Aug 27, 2009 in Daily Musings | 0 comments
I am in a weird place right now, self-examination and introspection. Which I totally hate. I hate it because it always leads me down the garden path to the creek called depression, or at least along its banks where the creek can talk, burble, and gurgle to me. And I love creeks, mind you. A lot. But I don’t like this one. It is too tempting to sit down...
Read MoreNew Shiny and Fan Page
Posted by Faith on Aug 26, 2009 in Daily Musings | 0 comments
I have a new shiny working in the back parts of my brain, a new Jane Yellowrock novel with a bunch of new characters. I feel it starting, that wonderful desire to write, like the first few pops of corn in the popper, just before the barrage of kernels start to go. I will wait the rest of this week start, holding back the pressure, letting it build. It’s...
Read MoreI’m Home
Posted by Faith on Aug 25, 2009 in Faith's Fun Stuff | 0 comments
The house was here waiting when we got back. Yeah, yeah, I know that sounds weird. But I get a feeling of delight when I drive up and see that it is still here. It needs painting and new windows, and new carpet inside, but it’s mine, you know? The house-sitter had left, the place was sorta clean (not really. I still need to vacuum) the orchids in the...
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