Time for My Time Travel Fantasy

A half-mile south of the official end of the Wild Rivers Trail in northern Wisconsin there is a railroad bridge. The tracks end 100 feet north of the bridge.
Knowing how closely our emotional and physical health are tied it is no surprise to me that I came down with a vicious cold the week I pushed to finish Rafe Keyn, nor that it continues as I keep working.

My diminished mental capacity makes creativity difficult, but I can still read the printed manuscript and find obvious typos and make other notes as they occur to me.

Eating well, getting my rest and plenty of fluids. I wish those fluids included rye whiskey and a local craft brew, but our water is good and still my favorite drink.

I’m on track to release it early summer.

I Trust Myself

want-of-toneJust as my editor does more than make sure my sentences and paragraphs make sense, my proofreader does more than ensure spelling and punctuation. Both are writers themselves. Equally important, both are avid readers.

The first proofreading pass of That She Is Made of Truth garnered some confused commentary from my proofreader, James. Plot points unclear, connections muddled — I could tell he wondered, a bit, what I was doing.

I trust his judgment.

… more … “I Trust Myself”

Ginger’s Images Are Ready

All Davina Kinney‘s joyous and funny and scary drawings for Ginger, the Ship Captain’s Cat are ready for print.

Here’s one of my favorites, and it doesn’t even include Ginger:

Ginger Chapter 16 Another Storm

James is doing the first proofreading pass, then I’ll edit, we’ll proof it again, and format it for print.

Still planning to release Ginger into the wild before month’s end.