Funny weird, not funny ha-ha.
Funny in that when the fever is on you, you can write five to ten thousand words in a day.
Funny in that on those days, you don’t want to stop for anything.
Over the course of the past few days, I wrote the last fifteen thousand words of my next Sleight of Hand novel Dickens Magic. And then I started another one that I’m not ready to talk about yet. I’m now six thousand words into that one.
Writing is funny, but not exactly fun. While you’re in the fever, you’re aware of the other things you need to be doing. But even though you’re not having fun, there’s no way you want to stop.
For instance, right now, I want to be back at work on my work-in-progress, but I knew I needed to stop by here and remind you that:
(a) Becoming Magic is out there now, just waiting for readers and reviewers. It has two reviews on Amazon and still sits at five stars.
(b) All my self-published books with the exception of Becoming Magic (because really, it’s a new release) are available in the Smashwords Summer Sale for FREE with coupon code SS100. Go get em!
With that said, I’m off to indulge myself some more in my funny, funny chose profession.
This Friday the 13th I’m counting my blessings.
I’m fortunate that I have a dog that I love dearly.
I’m fortunate that I have a backlist with 13 novels that I can offer for free on Smashwords Summer Sale (coupon code SS100).
I’m fortunate that I have an iPad. It gives me something to work on while I’m waiting for a replacement power cord for my MacBook Pro that my dog chewed. That severely limits my productivity. It’s very difficult to upload a manuscript from an iPad to Smashwords. Most of my files are in Dropbox, fortunately, so I can access them, but it’s not what I’m used to. So I managed to upload Ducks in a Row, but yesterday I contented myself with thoroughly proofreading Saturday Love, thinking any minute UPS would arrive with the computer cord replacement I’d paid extra to have delivered overnight.
They didn’t come.
I checked the tracking last night. My cord never made it past the UPS facility 30 miles away. It said something about the house number being incorrect, which is, of course, bull, since I’ve had plenty of things delivered from Apple with no problem. And they always use the same address. UPS, you’ve now taken the place of my dog in this screwed up saga of my week. Which is probably a good thing.
I still love her.
Can you blame me?
So, anyway, look for Saturday Love
to be online (without the two typos I found) later today, hopefully. In the meantime, you can obtain every book in my armada in the electronic format of your choice on Smashwords for $2.99. (That’s for Becoming Magic
, which I just published, so you know…) That’s fourteen books once I get Saturday Love
done. Come on, that’s pretty good. Go. Download.
And if you have a dog, keep an eye on your computer cord!