My almost-ignored kinda-sorta zombie novel is officially on track. There was a lot of world-building (as in, the terrible state of OUR world after a series of tragic events) that I did my best to explain and work my way around during the course of the first 3 chapters. Now at 9,200 words, the actual story is starting to unravel and Sleepyheads is looking to be the project that will consume most of my year.
On the heels of that, my self-published project is coming to fruition sooner rather than later. I also got a sneak peek at the black and white version of Birdwatching from Mars and am quite pleased.
Oh, and I am beginning the weeding process for what I hope will be my next book of poetry. And because I like sinking rather than swimming, I am starting to rework the final few chapters to another novel of mine that I selfishly abandoned a while back.
So yeah, the last few weeks, I’ve been busy with writing, but not actually writing. It’s an annoying little quandary.