Another writing focus, more progress!

So, what’s the status right now? The outline of the second book is where it was last week, that’s fine, because: I’m about a third into the first write of the chapter that has to be inserted into the first book—which I’m not going to let Chase (my beloved first reader and editor) read until he is further along in going over the edits of the first book. Incentive, folks. And! As I may have mentioned before, once he’s gone over the edits and the new scenes are plugged in,…

Another writing focus, making progress

I have like two thirds of the book outlined! This is a hella beefier outline that what I used for the first book, but I have a lot more characters and tropes to keep track of and fulfil. I still want to write a flash or two to fill out what gets done this month, but since I’m also revising/editing The Audacity Gambit, we’ll see. I want to print out the revised draft through a POD, for one more read through, but it will need a cover.  Which is why…

Another writing focus, it begins

Looking over notes from a discussion Chase and I had about revising The Audacity Gambit. This is the general tone of the theme declarative ones: “Immortality or power breeds immaturity.” “Needs are what dominate and shape human existence.” “In the end, it’s just you versus Sauron.” Though this month is about working on the second book, the first book is going under revision, which is actually pretty great, as I can build the framework for book two a little easier when I’m using the same materials to renovate book one.…

Chaparral

Oop, wrote a quick story. From his balcony carved out of living rock, Teags watched the Great Burn eat its way across the world. Huddled around his coffee in the crisp mountain air, he saw flames licking at the borders of Second Hope. His sister, along with the rest of the township, had been evacuated on schedule according to the proctor’s evaluation of the fire’s path through their sector. It hadn’t been a panicked evac, a full month’s notice gave the people of Second Hope plenty of time to close…

Sleeping

1. There was a princess.   2. Prince Frances, stalwart and true, stood before the wall of thorns and contemplated his approach. He looked up, following the thick growth as it twisted and snagged up crenellated walls and towers. There was a castle beneath the briar and, if rumour proved true, a princess in magical sleep, awaiting a kiss. Frances hadn’t rescued a princess before, though he was familiar with quests and had won a few. The sword he jabbed experimentally at the thorns had been dipped in the blood…