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Category: Second book

Finding the right wings

Fluffy cat lying on costume fairy wings

Potato, who as we see is practicing to trick-or-treat as Queen of the Fey, is looking through my costume supplies to see which fairy wings suit her best. Although she’s not above gnawing on the wings either.

As for me, I did my reading (of The Deer Stalker, in Seattle), and attracted a small crowd, and people bought books, and that was good!

Now I’m trying to figure out the next book. I’m sort of ruminating on or rolling around in research about ancient Sumer (again)—sort of like Potato and her wings.

Out of season

Apple blossom on a tree in late summer

Today on my apple tree I noticed a blossom, completely out of season—apple trees bloom in May. The tree’s trying to make up for bears eating all the apples early.

It seems like we have a lot of bears this year. The bears themselves are out of their usual place, perhaps, pushed by a couple of fire seasons destroying habitat east of me. (I’m crossing my fingers that there’ll be no fires this year.)

The world is off-balance now, to say the least. I’m coming into writing book three, which will have a future thread in it. In some ways, it’s been the easiest book yet to start—I have some settings and characters established. In others, it’s been the hardest, because I’m facing the future. Our future, our human future, and the future of the planet.

Not everyone feels this way, but I still have hope.

For Seattle-area folks, a reminder: There’s a Deer Stalker book-signing party September 14. Check my Facebook page for details!

Endings and beginnings

This overcast August day, it feels like early fall. I’ve been taking a break in my backyard. Behind the toolshed, it looks very Northwest, with Doug fir and here a baby cedar.

I’ve been relatively quiet lately. It’s been a hard time, a time of reorganization, separating things out as my ex-partner moves on. We’re still friendly, even in a way still partners. He’s still my emergency contact. And yet, as lovers we’re done.

Nearly there

Here is my beautiful Onion girl, and my to-do list. I’ve just finished proofing the galleys for the second book. I’m trying to find the right time for a book release party.

It looks as if The Deer Stalker should be available around the first of August. I’ll provide details when everything’s for-sure locked in.

I won’t lie — I’m pretty excited.

Chillin’

Cats lying on a bed

It’s been a quiet last week here at the homestead. Here are Onion and Potato demonstrating cat chillery. I camped out an evening for the Fourth, but returned to the cats the next afternoon.

The final proofread version of The Deer Stalker is with the publisher, and layout for book should be done shortly. I’ll have a publishing date soon! The book will come out around the first of August: Lughnasadh.

A doe visits

Backyard with doe

You can barely see her, but that’s a doe in my backyard. She and (I think) one of her sisters have been hanging around here lately, bounding away if a local dog comes by.

It’s a fitting visit for another milestone for The Deer Stalker. I’ve finished and handed off my final copyedit. Now this draft goes to the pro copy editor for a few more refinements. Then it’s time to go to print. I’ll let you know when I have a print date.

Return

Orchid blooming in pot

I came back from a family trip to find my orchid blooming, after several years when it hasn’t.

Also waiting for me, I found the line edit from my publisher.

Book two, The Deer Stalker, is close to ready! We’re aiming at an early August release—Lughnasadh, first fruits.

And it’s off!

Candle burning on altar

This is a candle burning for Hekate, my muse and goddess, as I send my second draft to my publisher for review!

Spring and a rewrite

Dogwood tree in bloom with other trees behind it

Outdoors, it’s celebrating spring. The dogwood is in bloom, and I’m editing book two to my publisher’s comments.

It’s a bit odd that it’s so springy out, when one timeline in the book is set in autumn. Another is set in spring, but spring in England. That timeline shares the bluebells and the blue skies but not the dogwood.