Bits and bobs and a chicken and me

me & my girl Starlet

I don’t always feed raspberries to chickens, but when I do, I like to have an artsy photographer along.

My friend Cara at Cara Walton Photography┬árecently took some pictures for me so I’d have some appropriately artistic pics for blog revamping and possible Facebook author page-makin’. I also started that whole Twitter thing. (Yes, that is one of the signs of the Apocalypse.) I’m @writerdotmom, and would love to connect with you there. I tweet about writing, reading, beekeeping, and bizarre advice medieval monks give to medieval nuns. And, of course, the antics of Mad Scientist and Frat Boy and whatever animal has suckered us into giving it a cushy home and becoming its devoted servants.

Aside from that, I’m juggling all the irons I’ve got in the fire while counting the unhatched eggs in my basket.

My first novel, a middle-grade fantasy, continues to occupy my Deepest, Darkest Drawer, where it conveniently takes up space and props up some file folders.

I’ve got a full novel out on request to an agent. Neurotic email checking continues. I have no fingernails left.

Meanwhile, in an attempt to not check my email every five minutes, I’m working on a couple of other projects. I’m excited to have connected with a new critique partner, and I’m hoping to get feedback from some additional crit. partners and betas on my first YA high fantasy. And I’m working on my anchorite/ghost miner book and reading lots and lots of wacky medieval stuff.

I’ve been contemplating writing a short story. The idea is thrilling and terrifying in equal measure to this novelist’s soul.

And amidst all this, I’m canning the last of the pears, putting the garden to bed for the winter, and tutoring some ridiculously adorable ESL students. And trying to make the time to blog. Which explains this extremely short and chatty post.

What are you working on?