It’s been a quiet, steady time the last few days for the most part, which is part of why there was a longer than usual radio silence between posts. Also, I had a very long week at the day job, which kind of wiped me out a bit, though not enough to keep me from working on more important things, like writing.
I made a little more progress on the outline for What Lies Beneath, but that’s largely on hold at the moment. I’m now head down in the process of writing Devan’s novella. Through Friday and Saturday, I wrote 11,621 words, and hope to have a good day today between chores. I’m starting to think I was worrying over nothing regarding the length of this piece, but I’m holding all judgement on that until it’s done. Things seem to change so readily in that department.
I also spent a bit of time reading and giving feedback on short pieces for a couple of friends on Twitter and ended up having a conversation with one about how, even after a few readers, some things can still get missed. It’s something I’ve experienced and, in fact, I think just about every writer has. That’s not to say we don’t try to catch everything, both as writers and as people critiquing, but that we’re all human. It did lead to a few laughs in this case at least.
I think that’s about it for me today. I’ve been having trouble focusing much these last few days and I suspect it’s for a number of reasons. First, the amount of stuff on my plate. Second, the convention, which is this coming week. I’m still more than a lot nervous about it, but if we only did the things we felt comfortable with, life would get boring in a hurry.