Trivia: Going to the chiropractor so I can continue sitting in front of the computer. Had to change the standing appointment, though. We're taking a friend to a birthday party at an "independent" living center for another friend -- in worse physical shape. Oh, the joys of being old!
Lessons from My Reading: Am searching for a book to read. So far, I've taken down about five from my to-read pile. (I'm saving Doss's new Snake book and Daisy for a real emergency.) It's really bad when I can't find a book. A new series with Zoe somebody fizzled and after one more try will land in the trade pile. (Two new books. Ouch. But, a 25+/- woman sounding like the kids in the food court? Give me relief.)
Almost bought another author with cover art that was vaguely iconic. Had a real interesting scene with the MC confronting at old lady with a globe hanging over her head and a savage dog -- as the promo page. Then, read the first paragraphs of the book and she's cooking too much food for her father? Sorry. I must confess I mis-shelved the book on my way out the door. (My son would shoot me since he once worked at B&N.)
So, what am I reading? An anthology called, Winter Moon. Not really reading it. More like skimming during the news. Got through Mercedes Lackey and Tanith Lee, since I do occasionally try to write short fiction. C. E. Murphy hooked me with a cop with reluctant psychic abilities. The story? Banshee Cries, which is set in between two novels. I think I'm going to have to look them up. I know I've passed over this author before. Guess I'm going to have to take another look.
Lesson: Write good characters with baggage that're doing something besides obsessing. (Leave that to those literary folk.)
Progress: Critiquing. Really savaged them this time around. Mostly for being too wordy and/or not presenting their characters with a clear danger. There was other stuff, but that sums up the larger faults I found. Typos excluded. I mention them -- only because it's so hard to find them yourself when you read your own manuscript.
Tangled. Sending another chapter to my out-of-town critiquers. I'm going to have to start chopping some new stuff soon. Still, they both are showing me where I've left dead wood.
Emma: I'm writing new stuff, at about 500 words a sitting. Progress! Turns out I was closer to the end than I thought. The ending of this chapter has my adventurers escaping from a dungeon. Then, maybe three more chapters. Encountering the elves. Rescuing the Hobgoblin. Confronting her grandmother.
Thought of a wonderful ending, but didn't write it down. (Stupid. I know.) Hopefully, something similar will pop out of my brain.