Writerly Stuff for...er...late Nov / early Dec.

Progress: A whole big bunch on Elisa's Belly. I've been lazy about posting progress because by the time I'm done writing, I'm usually exhausted. But I'm soooo gonna finish this thing.

Made-up words: Cerrolindo, Aña, cowled, prayerless,

Barely avoided clichés: dark eyes, shadowed eyes, glowering eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes...

Thank God an editor didn't see this: Jacián rents stable births... (I think a rent-a-birth business model could revolutionize procreation.)

The words I'll hate most to cut: We eventually drift off to sleep, all of us in one tiny room, arms flung across torsos, legs tangled in soothing discomfort. (I'm calling it the Not-Orgy.)

Black widows killed: Two. I found one in the trash bin as I was bringing it back from the curb. Right next to my hand.

What Elisa ate today: Spiced, shredded beef on flatbread, wild turkey cooked over the fire, and many daydreams about cream-filled coconut scones.

General thoughts: I just allowed Elisa a seriously phat victory. She's happy. Poor kid. She's gonna hate the next chapter.

I started posting to OWW again since I'm so nearly finished. Already, I've gotten lovely, helpful reviews from sosostris2012, aaron_mag, aimeepoynter, and merebrillante. My writer buddies are smarter than your writer buddies. Envy me.

I was concerned that if I backed away from Fated Romance and Scary Danger in favor of Political Intrigue, readers would lose interest. But everyone seems to be diggin' it. *huge sigh of relief*

Have I mentioned that I'm soooo gonna finish this book?

Whoa. I think I just SOLD something...

*rechecks email*
*re-rechecks*

Yep. I sold something.

Neo-opsis Science Fiction Magazine wants to buy "First Waltz." This story is very special to me for lots of reasons so I am thrilled, thrilled, thrilled that it found a home. And I get copies! *squees*

Now if you'll excuse me, I have more hyperventilating to do.