Just a quick note, like Granny Weatherwax’s, that I aten’t dead, I’m just super busy. Well, super busy in between spending a lot of time in pubs and learning about Vikings – I’ve just returned from two weeks of being very self indulgent, as well as hanging around York for a while, which was marvellous.
Much of my time off was spent knee-deep in the wobbly insides of Book 2. Previously on the blog I talked about how difficult it can be to get back into the swing of the first draft when your inner editor goblins are still clinging to your heels, but I’m starting to feel like I’ve finally shaken them off, and Book 2 is beginning to morph into its own strange, messy story. The scary part now is all about not quite knowing where certain paths are leading, but then it’s time to put on my Big Girl Writer Pants and go boldly down those paths, armed to the teeth with character development and snarky dialogue.
So before I vanish back into the mists of writing, here are some random observations from the last few weeks:
Agents of SHIELD was fun.
Breaking Bad was amazing, and I’m sorry but I rooted for Walt right up to the end.
York is lovely and the people are friendly and I’m not used to that.
The Welcome to Night Vale podcast is both soothing and scary. Goodnight, listeners.