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It’s going to be 94 degrees today here in Chicago, and muggy. I wandered in from the train station to work (about a 12 minute walk) wearing a tank top with my linen pants, and some sensible hiking sandals. A guy on a bike, wearing shorts, tank top, and do-rag, whizzed by me. He hopped […]

Woke up at 2:30am, pouring sweat, jerked out of a nightmare in which I’d dreamed that I’d yanked out my IUD, to the tune of much blood and pain. Reassured myself that no, really, all was still in place. Took a couple of Motrin this morning. Sucks to be a woman. Bloody womb fiction, here

You’ll appreciate this, Jenn. And I thought my character database was nutty… But then, I’m the actual author. Wow. Fans are great.

It’s another beautiful day in Chicago-land, my chiklits. Finished editing and fixing the headers for Book One. It was a bitch and a half: cut 30,604 words. I dreampt Saturday night that I was cutting more words, proving that I really can write in my sleep… Have now tentatively retitled Book One The Dragon’s Wall

The Number of Books I Own: Jenn has a detailed spreadsheet, but suffice to say that by last count, we had a combined total of about 1500. Though Jenn continually has books arriving via mail from half.com and I went to WisCon and spent too much money, so we’re liking moving past that count real

5,849 words left to cut to get me to 140K. I’ve cut 25,982 so far during this pass. Exhausting work, but I’d just put it off too damn long. It was about time it got done. It’s a reasonable book length now, and the story’s been scraped down to the core, no extraneous bullshit. Still,

A British couple — the record holders for the world’s longest marriage — said on Tuesday their success was down to a glass of whisky, a glass of sherry and the word “sorry.” I think that’s a good way to maintain any relationship…

…the only really cool thing about global depopulation is all the freed-up architectural masterpieces.

Ah, yes, my typical experience in a new city: FATED TO (DIE IN A) FIGHT You last about halfway through your first night inAmbergris – or perhaps until the darkness justbefore dawn, if you’re lucky. You are killed ina random bar brawl, a street fight youinadvertently started or an artisticallyviolent argument. Your body disappears beforedawn

Done, I tell you!!! DONE~!!!!! (thanks, Lysha)