I’m so excited. Our collection of short stories called What a Day! is just days from being available for pre-order. Surely by my next post. In the meantime, I’m so close to the end of Hannah’s Hero that I don’t want to get there. I really like those characters.
Here’s a quick peek at the cover of What a Day! though it can’t be ordered yet, but doesn’t it just make you want to sit in one of those chairs and sip iced tea on a hot summer afternoon?
I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Hannah’s Hero is coming together nicely. Of course, once I say I’m finished, I’m not really done. I’ll still have to go back and fine tune and polish. I’m not going to make any rash statements about when I will be done and the book will be out, but I’d say a spring release is not out of the question.
After struggling for nine months to write Hope, at Last, I’m amazed at how quickly Hannah’s Hero is coming together. Just passed page 200 yesterday and what was supposed to be a novella is now shaping up to be a full-length novel. Go figure.
My writing group, Heart of Dixie Fiction Writers, is putting the final touches on What a Day! WAD is a collection of short stories written by some of our members, including a few previously unpublished members who will soon be able add that credit to their bios. The date hasn’t been set in stone, but it should be available for pre-order soon with a release date sometime in April.
Funny, the other day several writer friends and I were having lunch and we were commenting on how nice it was to get out and wear grownup clothes. Since we work at home, our romance writer uniform is not what it could be. I either wear sweats or shorts and tee shirts depending on the season. Since it’s winter, I’m wearing sweats. However, most of them are pretty ragged and bedraggled because I haven’t been shopping in a while. The discussion brought to mind a character that used to appear on a soap opera that is no longer on the air. The character, a famous romance writer in her world, used to wear silky caftans and feather boas and lots of rings and jewelry. Who was she trying to impress? I will confess that I do keep my nails done, but that’s only because it happens to be a lot easier to keep them done than trying to get an appointment at the last minute if something comes up. Besides it gives me an opportunity to converse with someone other than myself.
Still hard at work on Hannah’s Hero and coming to the turning point in the book. I’m really looking forward to seeing what happens. The short story anthology called What a Day! that I have a story in is coming along. Should have publication date soon.
It has been a weird week with very un-Alabama-like weather, and more interruptions to my time than I’d like, I think finally time and date have settled down. And there won’t be another Monday holiday to disrupt my schedule for an entire month.
In the meantime, I’ve put the final touches (I think) on my short story for the upcoming anthology called “What a Day!” Now I’m back to adding pages to Hannah’s Hero, after having unwritten a chapter that wasn’t going the way I wanted it to. I love adding pages, but unwriting is part of the process, as well.
Not only am I working diligently on my work in progress (Hannah’s Hero) but also helping with editing the submissions for the short story anthology that Heart of Dixie Fiction Writers is putting together. It has been fun reading the stories from my friends, some who are already published as I am, and some who are seeing their first babies go to print.
We still don’t have a firm release date, but the book will be titled “What a Day! a collection of short stories by southern writers.” I can’t wait to see the cover, and I’ll be sharing it with you as soon as it’s available.
New year’s day we had a record high close to 80, and had tornadoes just miles from my house. Then the next day we had thunder and lightning and snow. Woke up to six inches yesterday, and most of that is still here since it barely got above freezing. Today the sun is shining, but it’s actually colder. Funny, last winter we barely got cold enough for me to wear most of my winter clothes.
Still trying to get myself back into my writing routine. Maybe tomorrow.
I’m thinking that I’ve done as much as I’m going to do, so now I’m just trying to keep warm. That’s silly, of course, since we’re having a warmer than usual December and the weatherman says we have just over a zero percent chance of a white Christmas. You know, I don’t want to go out and play in it, but when it’s warm enough to go outside in shirt sleeves in late December, it is just not conducive to thinking Christmas.
Still I’m trying, and hoping that we’ll all have a happy Christmas and a prosperous new year.
I almost had a disaster, but somehow managed to save myself. I had one of these situations where suddenly the text on the page turned to gibberish and I couldn’t recover what I had done, all 113 pages. Yikes. However, after fiddling a little bit, I found where the file had saved itself a few minutes short of when the disaster happened, so I was able to recover most of what I’d done. I have no idea what happened, but I have always made a point of saving to both hard drive and flash drive. Whew!
Time to quit for the day and recover from my near loss.