God, I seem to go in fits and starts with blogging. Sometimes I have shitloads to say, and others I…don’t.
I have an EC release this month (WOOT!) and Burning (as Sarah Masters) comes out on the 9th with Loveyoudivine. It’s the second of the Blinded series, told from Lee’s point of view, 1st person. The co-author book with Jaime Samms, Fight, will be coming very soon. I’m really pleased to announce Fight will also be available in print, which is pretty damn groovy, even if I do say so myself. Also, my print copy of The Master will be arriving soon, and I can’t wait to sniff the fresh pages. Sad cow.
Since blogging last I’ve submitted two more tales to EC, one by myself and one co-author. I’m also in the middle of writing another for EC, and the third book in the Blinded series, Inferno, will be written some time this month. So, it’s all go, and I’m a tired little bunny, but so far this year it’s been a blast of busy, busy, busy.
Weight Loss News
As some of you know from my ‘notes’ page on Facebook, I’ve been trying to lose weight for a long time. Since the beginning I’ve lost around 56 pounds—though I haven’t got the proper tally because my friend has the list of what I’ve lost the past 10 weeks or so—but I really started going for it on Boxing Day 2009. Since then I’ve gone down two dress sizes—not that I wear dresses—and finally accepted/believed I’ve lost the weight and sorted out my wardrobe so my old clothes are no longer there. It took a while for me to accept it, and even when sorting the clothes out yesterday I wanted to keep some. But I was good and got rid.
I’ve joined some friends, and we walk about six and a half miles on weeknights. Some weeks I can go every night, some I can’t. It all depends on what I’m writing or doing on any given day. If a book’s gripping me, the walk goes out the window. Career comes before my vanity at the moment. Still, any exercise is better than none, so I don’t beat myself up over not going all the time. And sometimes I’m too damn tired anyway. That’s it from me today, I think. Hope you all have a great weekend!
Anyway, I went grocery shopping today and on the way back had a think about a book I’ve messed up on. I started it all wrong. Telling the reader what had happened instead of writing it as it happens. And telling is the right word. Appalling! Naughty me. So I’m going to start again, using what I have in parts but revamping. Let’s hope I get it done, because I need to finish this one. What with the weather being like it is, I’m hardly likely to be doing anything else but writing.
Hmm. I’ve been having weird dreams lately. I usually have them when I’m worried or stressed, but I’m not particularly either at the moment. The to-do list has shrunk, I have everything in order, so I can only assume my mind is wandering as I sleep because I haven’t had the writing outlet the past few days. In one dream there were spiders. Big buggers crawling on the floor in my house. I asked each one of my kids to ‘Get the spider for Mummy’ but they walked past me as though I hadn’t spoken. One of those lucid dreams where you’re there but not. I was invisible. No one got the spiders for Mummy, and I looked down at them—I had bare feet—and told myself that there are some things I must do for myself. I know what it’s about with regards to my waking life, but the dream just reinforced it.
I had another weird dream last night, but buggered if I can remember it now. Just know I woke thinking: WTF was that all about? Weird.
Well, I’m off to put the groceries away, make a cuppa, then try and fix this book. Hope you have a great day, folks!