Man, Real Life has been nuts this past year. I’m going to go out on a limb and say it’s starting to settle back down into normal insanity. I’ve actually managed to start getting back on track writing-wise and am slogging through edits of my ex-Army guy / twinky college student novel (2008’s nanowrimo product – yeah, I’m a little behind). I have one major change left to work in; the rest is all minor continuity issues and proofing for grammar.
Hot Summer Nights, my Jersey life guard story (started BEFORE “Jersey Shore,” thank-you-very-much) is finished and awaiting revisions, as is my unnamed 2009 nanowrimo project. Apparently, I only work under insane deadlines, since it took me four years to finish HSN, but I pulled off nano two years running with fairly decent first-draft results.
Now, I need to get working on some shorter pieces and figure out what comes next.
Beyond that, we’re getting ready to tear out the rest of our blackberries to make room for a greenhouse. Buried in the blackberries are one old, rotting shed, a 55-gallon drum (which could be empty or filled with something scary), and an old bathtub. We bought the house in the summer of ‘03 and the shed was literally covered in blackberries; when everything died back in the fall, we discovered our surprise bonus structure. Fun times!