Water Gambit FREE until Saturday.

Seriously, I like this blog. I'm trying to transition over to wordpress, but it just is too hard for my poor brain. Water Gambit is all updated and stuff, so feel free to go check it out and read it. It's pretty fun. Maybe not as good as the first one, but that's what I get for writing a sequel for a book I meant to stand alone. 

Happy Reading!

Changes

It's going to be autumn soon. Autumn brings with it curling leaves of gold and luminous blue skies with perfect white clouds, but it heralds in the cold winds, the beginning of the end of an era.

So I feel with this blog. I've always struggled as a blogger. I write novels, not blogs, and just being myself online is so difficult for me. I think that I've almost convinced myself that I need to be something a little bit deeper and wider and taller. I think.

I will be moving my online presence to a different site, a new domain. I don't like change. I dislike it very much. I will focus on writing, on topics I'm writing about, that sort of thing.

I hope the readers who have come to this blog will continue on to the next. Hopefully I'll do it right this time, permanent this time. Although my mother always says, "There's nothing so permanent as Temporary."

Progress!!! That is, Kitchen and Watergirl 3

First of all, the kitchen is on the cusp of something magical, something wonderful, something called paint. I am going to paint the walls peach. I think it's crazy, but for some reason, I don't care. The cabinets will be glowing glistening teal. The floor dark brown, white counters and backsplash and sink etc.

Oh, and Watergirl 3, Page 287 last count. Which is too bad because that's a lot of pages for a first draft. I foresee great edits with this monster.  I'm actually feeling finished with it. Am I really? So weird.

Watergirl Haiku, By Princess Jime

Deep sea cold water,

The scent of sean rises,

No apologies.

92 Pages of Watergirl 3

Hello. This isn't a big post, because I've already written 22 pages today and my head is buzzing like a chainsaw running out of gas. On fumes? Something. I love it. Make that, I LOVE IT!!!!! It's the cutest stuff with Junie and Dean. I wanted to make an entire book for them, but this is better. Lots of stuff. I'm feeling a little, um, 94 pages to cover the first 2 chapters in my outline. That just means that this will be a longer first draft than most of mine.

I'm reading a book, Write. Publish. Repeat. It's about how to write lots of books with a team who you can trade off editing and work in a really efficient manner, kind of machine shop-like and I was thinking that I'm kind of like that with my husband, only not vice versa because he writes all this theoretical brainy stuff and I'm always like, "Why don't you tell me why I'm supposed to care? Where's the dialogue and the supernatural monsters?" Which is not very helpful. Sorry honey! What was I saying? Oh, yes! So this story is subtitled: The No luck required guide to self-publishing success. All you have to do is find a thousand readers, 1000 who will buy anything you write and you'll be set, ahem, if you also write a hundred books. I can't do math that well. Is that like a million dollars if you sell each book for a dollar? I don't know.  What is the point of this? Oh, well, I guess if I wanted to turn this writing thing into a career, I would write a million Watergirl books (ok, just a hundred) and then I'd be set if a thousand people bought them. Neither of these scenarios seem particularly reality based. I suppose I'll stick to my, "I am a privileged housewife who writes for pleasure" thing. Hard to think like that when I'm writing as much as I do, spending so much time on it although today along with writing 22 pages, I also folded more laundry than should possibly exist in one living room at a time. Talk about privileged housewife!

So that's it for today. Do you want a snippet from Watergirl 3?

Dean only smiled broadly. "Simply put, girls cut into my profits. I'll let you tell people that I'm your man to keep your insanity under wraps. In return..."

"In return? You'll let me tell people that you're my man? Like I need a man? Like I'm some kind of feeble, helpless, ridiculous girl in a push-up bra and pantyhose who can't open a can of beans without help from someone who pees standing up?"

"Junie, we all know that you're the kind of girl who can piss standing up. Spin it however you want, but fact is, you'll be at my place."

That's it for today. Have a nice weekend.

<3 <3 <3

City Garden

This is the park downtown. It's quite possibly the loveliest thing in the world. I didn't take photos of the waterfall pool because I was too busy enjoying being there. It was lovely.

Summer is going by too fast! Isn't that how it goes? The weather has been absolutely perfect the last few days, a few clouds scudding across the cerulean sky, a light breeze blowing away any of the mugginess you'd expect from August. Just lovely weather for lazing about in the shade.