Not all who wander are lost

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Sharing a drink they call loneliness

lonely-robot_00445841-1 I can hear thunder rumbling outside.

It’s about time for the late afternoon/early evening thundershower down here. It’s hot enough and steamy enough that we get one of these a day. Some days, we get two or more. Once again, I am thankful for my air conditioned townhouse. It would probably be pretty miserable otherwise.

We have been in North Carolina for almost a week. Gina and Kimmie and Frankie have been in Arizona for just about a week. This will be the first Friday Night Fiction Party that I will have to have on my own. Not much of a party, huh?

Yes, I miss them.
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I can’t make up my mind

writersblockI don’t remember if I mentioned this to you before but I have finally finished writing Children of Chaos — book two of what I have taken to pretentiously calling the Chaos and Order Trilogy — and have embarked on the last book, called The Chosen One.

And it suddenly occurred to me that if my prayers are answered (well, not really because this isn’t the sort of thing I pray about) I’ll be back in school in about eight months. I know from experience that when I’m in school, I write at about the rate of one sentence each calendar quarter, so now I’m under a certain amount of self-imposed pressure to get as much of it done as I can before I move.

… because there just isn’t enough stress in my life.

Fortunately, at this (very early) stage of the game, I am not battling with a severe case of writer’s block or anything like that. Sometimes, I get a little stuck for a little while but that usually gets resolved as soon as I am able to make a decision.

I don’t know how many of you writers can relate to this but most of the time that I’m dealing with so-called “writer’s block,” that’s not what it is at all. I get stuck if I’m trying to decide whose point of view to tell this part of the story from, or whether to work this certain little element that will be important later into this scene or wait to introduce it at another time, or whether to bring in a previously used minor character to deliver that piece of information or create a new, equally minor character. Sometimes, I have to stop writing so that I can decide what a certain conversation sounds like inside my head.

So, for me, it’s not about not knowing what’s going to happen next. It’s more about deciding how the next thing is going to happen.
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Just let me know you


One of the many things my blog is not is a writing blog. (Highly awkward construction, yes?)

In fact, it’s pretty rare for me to talk about my writing in here at all. I tell you about what I have written, which makes sense since I’ve been posting it a chapter at a time, but I don’t discuss the process of writing much at all.

If you knew me in real life, you would find my conversation to be quite the contrast. Well … you might, if you wanted to talk to me about writing. My daughter Kimmie is a much more prolific writer than I am and we discuss writing all the time, often in highly technical terms. In my life at home, I am very much a writer.

(Nice to meet you.)

We discuss transitions, and how we select points of view, and the pros and cons of filler scenes, and the ins and outs of various different literary genres, and our differing techniques for characterization, and style and plot and voice and tenor and … and which scene we’re stuck, why we’re stuck and best methods for getting unstuck.
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What you see is what you get


Sometimes, when I get a new follower, and after I finish doing the happy dance, I find myself feeling sorry for the hapless fellow blogger.

See, I get new followers in response to specific posts. But, of course, the reality of my blog is that it’s all over the place. I am fairly regularly posting chapters from the sequel to The Rise of The Phoenix, so other writers come follow my blog.

But this isn’t really a writing blog.

Then again, sometimes, I get followers when I start writing about the realizations I have been slowing coming to about the abusive relationship I escaped before I was beyond the crucible, and the abusive criminal I was in that relationship with.

Only, this isn’t really an abuse recovery blog, either.

I could go on, but I think you get the point.

In the final analysis, this blog isn’t really about anything in particular. It doesn’t have a theme. This blog is about me and, while I’m always willing to welcome you to my world, I don’t want you to be disappointed when you get here. Truth in advertising and all that.

So, with all that said … I’ve got another chapter of Children of Chaos available for your reading pleasure. Yes, I know. I just said I was only going to do this every other week instead of every week. Never mind. Someone once said, “Consistency is the defense of a small mind.” I’m not trying to confuse either of us. I felt like giving you a gift. Just my way of wishing you a happy weekend.

In Chapter 9 of Children of Chaos, Rischa the Prophetess more particularly lives up to her name, the Throk make stupid decisions, and Septha the Destroyer learns that Gods, too, can die.

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Pleased to meet you


Happy Saturday, all.

I’m not really neglecting you. I skipped posting a chapter last weekend for two real, honest-to-goodness reasons.

For one thing, I am concerned about catching up with myself because I really don’t write a chapter a week. Depending on whatever else is going on in my life, I might be lucky to get a chapter written in a month. I’m trying not to catch up with myself. I don’t know how successful I’m going to be but I’m trying.

The other reason is that it was ridiculously hot and sticky last weekend, so I spent the weekend laying under my fan reading other people’s books and didn’t turn on my computer all weekend. Some things are just important.

Anyway, back this week and I’m going to be posting a chapter every other week. That way, I really am hoping I don’t get ahead of myself.

This week, we have Chapter 8 of Children of Chaos, during which the party at Shae expands, Daerus has a momentous encounter, and Kera asks penetrating questions.

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