I thought it was time. . . .
The first draft of Whisperings book six, A Conspiracy of Demons, is done. Bear in mind this is the first draft. I have to let it simmer for a few weeks so I can look at it again with fresh eyes. This one has taken me twice as long to complete as any other, I thought I’d be closer to publishing by now, but sometimes life gets in the way. After I have reread and edited it at least a couple of times, it will go to my editors and beta readers.
What happens in book six? I haven’t worked on the blurb yet, but I can tell you that a new friend pays Tiff a very brief visit, just long enough to really irk Jack and Mel, and provide Tiff with a clue to the death of an old friend. Two decades-old murders are reinvestigated. Tiff and Royal are targeted for assassination. And when the Otherworldy are involved, nothing is quite as it seems.
I am also working on an urban fantasy novel, Downside Rain. All I’m going to say about it, is it’s a little on the dark side and involves all kinds of monsters.
Here’s a little clue to the theme:
WRAITH
Definition: Merriam Webster
1. The exact likeness of a living person seen usually just before death as an apparition
2. An insubstantial form or semblance: shadow
3. A barely visible gaseous or vaporous column
Definition: Downside
A being who can partially or wholly shed its physical form
OFF WE GO, INTO THE WILD BLUE YONDER!
Husband and I are off to the Caribbean in November. We are so excited! I think we’re the only couple in our circle of friends (and many acquaintances) who have not yet been on a cruise. We rarely go anywhere apart from England every other year and we’re probably the only people in the USA who have never been to Disneyland, so this is a big deal for us. Tours are planned, to-take and to-do list are made. Our adult son, who lives with us, will take care of the animals, mail, newspapers etc. I’m taking my laptop and may get a little writing done, but hope I’ll be too busy having fun to open it up.
TARGETED.
Reviews for Along Came a Demon on Amazon.com have and still are the focus of some malicious action. I won’t go into details as I don’t want to start a flame war. Unless you are intimately familiar with every review for the book as they appeared perhaps four weeks ago – which I seriously doubt – looking at the remaining reviews as they are now will tell you nothing, but believe me, what someone or some persons did and are still doing is upsetting.
THE SEASONS CHANGE.
It’s that time of year again. The garden has been tidied, deck furniture covered or stored in the shed, hoses wound and put away, lawn mower put away and snow blower prepped, window canopies rolled up, and the central heating doing its thing. Most of the leaves are off the trees and the grass is dead or dying. Winter is coming, snow and bitter cold. Expect to hear me complaining. A lot. And it looks like we may have snow for Halloween.
Halloween is just another day for us. The first year we lived here, we bought candy and waited at the door with a bowl. At the end of the evening, with nary a trick-or-treater, we ate the candy ourselves. We were still hopeful the next year. We bought candy, although not as much, and it was our favorite candy, just in case. We ate that too. We don’t expect kiddies anymore and we don’t buy candy. We should have realized parents don’t bring their children to an area that has no street lights and most homes are reached by walking up a long, dark driveway.
Thanksgiving is just around the corner after Halloween. Thanksgiving is fun, a big celebration with husband’s family. I also enjoy Thanksgiving because it’s easy! For me, anyway. I rarely have to cook, and when I do my contribution to the meal is something simple. Or we take the wine and potato chips.
And then Christmas. A little more pressure, because I have to actually clean the house, and purchase the gifts, and hang the decorations, and provide food. But I’ve made it easier on myself the past few years. Food is buffet style, most of it bought ready-made. Fewer decorations are hung every year. Gifts are harder, now most of the grandchildren are teens – what do you get a teen who already has everything, or wants something which costs gadzillion dollars? And – bummer – I still have to clean the house.
And then – God no, I don’t want to think about it! 2013. Another year and another year older.
You know what, maybe instead of all the above, I’ll go into hibernation. Want to join me?
