I’ve been woefully neglectful of my wordcount sidebars there for a while. *cough*. Like probably at least six months. On the other hand, I haven’t been writing as much as I might otherwise. The sheer amount of work with the copyedits/revisions/rewrites and all the rest of it have left me a bit of a mental vegetable. I’ll admit there’s a part of me that thinks if I were a better writer or just a better person, I would somehow have manged to continue writing additional stuff all this time, but you know, I can only do so much. And of course, in the case of Shadow Weaver, I had to wait and see how Brush of Darkness turned out before I could pick back up with it. And I have, finally. It’s a little slow, at the moment, since I have to pull apart some of the plot points to… Read more

I stayed up until just past 2 AM last night to finish up my copyedits. Which is pretty awesome, really. Now I just have to mail them off so they get to the publisher by Tuesday and then I write like mad for the next few months to get that second book done. (And thanks to my detailed outline, I’ve got a vague idea of where I’m going. *cough*) Anyway, I was pondering this morning on the meaning of success. Clearly everyone has different goals and different definitions of the term. Plus I suspect one’s personal interpretation changes as you go through life. After all, if you actually manage to accomplish your goal, then thee’s nothing left but to continue setting the bar higher, right? I sort of work within that metaphor for getting pubbed. When I was an aspiring author, getting an agent was the thing…and then the publishing deal. Now… Read more