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By the time most of you see this, the Kickstarter Campaign for Corsac Fox #2 Mistaken Identity) will be done, as it only runs to August 22. Then you gotta wait.

However, more music up everywhere. Time To Say Goodbye.

Monday. Chewy air everywhere. I haven’t checked, but someone said East of the Mountains was on fire, as usual. Air has a brownness to it this morning, but it finally cooled off. Hit 98F on Wednesday, after 94F Mon and Tues. 47F when we got up Saturday morning and went for a long walk because Sifu had a personal emergency and canceled class.

72F, a little after noon. Gonna be warm, but not stupid.

I planted three trees yesterday.

Down at the bottom of the hill there used to be a lake. One of the neighbors on the north side apparently backed a machine up in the mid-1990s according to the story, and tried to mine peat moss. They pierced the lining of the lake and it drained some eight feet as a result. I have a bowl with several distinct lips, and the bottom was classified marsh in a 1988 survey the former owner had done when he bought the place.

Fifteen years ago, I started clearing out all the blackberry, but then got sidetracked and let it go feral for a while. This summer, I have been clearing it again. At the top, I wanted to put up a hedge to create a visual barrier for folks out on the cul-de-sac, so we got three cypress trees. Two gold and one green. Got them in and will water them until the rainy season starts up again.

Eventually, I want a hedge all the way across, but there are easements, so I have to move precisely. But clearing that bottom and turning it back into a meadow adds significantly to my property value when I get around to selling the place. Plus, it keeps me in good shape, because this is all machete work for now. Later, I can go in with the brush cutter and the mower and keep it down, but neither work with a 6’ tall wall of thorns.

I’m in better shape than I’ve been in at least 25 years as a result. That is its own benefit.

Writing: I finished the first Chace Haig novel over the weekend, mostly because I wanted it done and out of my way. We also published the first/origin short story: Assumed Identity.

At present, there are three more short stories done and in the can, for submission to Issues 6-8 of The Thrill Ride Magazine. Specifically, Gadgets, Adventure, and Lone Wolves themes.

Personally, I enjoy action-adventure stories, but have been talking with Matt and most of the genre right now is filled with Ex-Special Forces trooper burned by the government and gone rogue. Then the President calls them up and secretly reactivates them to save the day because they can’t trust their own government to do the right thing.

Wish fulfillment, for a genre of men (4F, older, white, conservative, overweight, and riding around in a mobility scooter I presume) who want to be that asshole anti-hero who shrugs off bullet wounds and keeps going. Think Batman, without the cowl and more guns. Ultra high-profile, for being secretive assassins being hunted by everybody.

Yawn.

Personally, I enjoyed Bond growing up, both books and movies, but I can’t find any major series about professional spies/troubleshooters like that. Only burnout killers who somehow will throw everything away to help an old woman across the street, even in the middle of being hunted by every government on the planet.

Question for you folks: Anybody recommend me some books where the main character is a spy, rather than an ex-special forces assassin rogue bully killing machine? You know the character. And the formula. I’d like to wander outside that as a reader and a writer. Someone with style and elegance, who isn’t a punk or a bully in the real world. And a professional, rather than a wish-fulfillment amateur who somehow overcomes the entire world twelve books in a row. And counting.

Lemme know what you have in the way of ideas.

Anyway.

Started on the third Beckett Fernsby story this morning. Had been planning to write four in a row for Boundary Shock Quarterly, but might see about hitting eight as a challenge.

  • 25 Gulliver’s Other Travels (done)
  • 26 Future Crime (done)
  • 27 Cold Steel and Hot Blasters (begun)
  • 28 Space Horror
  • 29 First Contact
  • 30 Fading Empires
  • 31 Swords and Sorcery and Starships
  • 32 Zeroes and Ones

I mean, seriously, I can fit him into all of those situations without a lot of work. Got my notes for Space Horror roughed out, with a lot of world-building that I might spin off. The other four all lend themselves to a slightly cranky Apothecary on an exploration ship. And it lets me roam a bit with the novels, knowing that I have the short fiction largely covered. Plus, I want to spin back and write the rest of the first Holden and Riley novel. And a bunch of others.

So it’s Monday. What are you folks up to?

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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Reminder: the Kickstarter Campaign for Corsac Fox #2 Mistaken Identity) is live now and runs to August 22. Then you gotta wait.

Got up to drizzle this morning. And rain Saturday night, too, so Sunday had been humid and Monday is kinda fall-like.

We did a bbq over the weekend. Invited a bunch of artists to eat meat and bring sides and cross-pollinate. Writers, painters, lawyers, strippers, musicians, etc. Brisket, pulled pork, chicken, and one bacon explosion. (The other bacon explosion went home with my bass player to taunt the rest of the Stackable Clowns for missing the party.)

Lotsa fun. I enjoy doing this, because there are so many multi-hyphens involved when people start talking about their art. And the breadth and depth we’ve got is amazing. Plus, strangers get to connect with one another outside this and become dangerous combinations.

This is the summer thing, out at the farm. In the winter, we do the Wine and Chocolate Party at a friend’s house and get many other people together (Often, lots of overlap, but scheduling plays into it, as does geography, since that party is as far northeast as I am normally southeast.)

This morning, up early and haul the rented tables and chairs back to the place in Fife where we rent them.

When I first moved to Seattle in 1997, I lived in Federal Way, which is south almost to Tacoma, where I-5 and 18 intersect. I lived there until 2001, when I moved to Fairwood (a suburb east of Renton, up on the hill). Sold that place in ’14 and moved to the farm in ’15.

I don’t get down to Federal Way anymore. Like, ever. Special trip, because about a half-hour drive if no traffic, and there’s not really any there there. Just long strips of genericas that go on kinda forever. Fife, on the other hand, has gone to hell over the last however long since that used to be in my backyard. FedWay has gentrified hard, and Fife has turned into weekly hotels, homeless folks, and boarded up businesses. Sad, really, but life.

On the way, we skipped I-5 and went down 99, also know as Pacific Highway. (Not 101, but a spiritual descendant, of sorts.) You pass through Milton and there is a dive bar (Milton Lodge Bar and Grill) on the east side of the road, in the middle of nowhere. Back 20+ years ago, it was a restaurant/bar that didn’t mind us coming in for dinner on a Monday night and gaming over in the corner after we ate, because it was otherwise kinda dead.

Hadn’t been back in 20+ years, because we found better places to game. (More central to everyone.)

Drove by it on the way down and it was open. And new name. Looked them up and they do breakfast, so more diner/bar and less dive. On the way back, we stopped in.

Interior has been redone, but there is a sign on the door. “No gang patches or colors allowed.” so we knew it wasn’t that gentrified. Still, nice inside. Group of old farts drinking at a table. Woman tending bar was on her second day working there, so still learning everything, but way friendly.

Lots of food for the price. Pretty good, too. If it was closer or on my way anywhere, I’d probably add it as a regular stop, but hell of a haul for a dive burger.

But, the whole point of life is to have adventures. We had a 7-year-old and her twin 5-year-old sisters at the bbq and they had grand adventures with the various trails I maintain through the trees. Had to explain Anti-Stodgy to a couple of folks, because they knew the life, but never quantified it as a term.

So Monday. Fed and home. Back yard mostly clean, save for the pavilions. Smiling. Skipped shooting, but that’s “one thing too many right now” and I’m okay with it. Winding slowly up with non-fiction, because exhausted on a couple of dimensions and need to work into it.

Finished one Five-WuXia-Band story last week and got hung in the middle of the second. Put it aside and started a novel. Thrillerish/Action Adventure. A full Chace Haig novel, which seems to be what writer-brain wanted to write, so I’m running with it. I think I was too many ancient China things at once with the rpg design, so breaking it up into digestible pieces. Gonna work on that for a bit.

Also gotta write the next Milestone Indie Publishing Newsletter. The work never stops, but that just means I stay focused and stay on top of things.

How’s your Monday?

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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Corsac Fox, Book Two. Mistaken Identity

I’m lagging a bit here, but it’s summer and things happen. As I write this, we’re in the last week for the Corsac Fox kickstarter for Mistaken Identity (Book Two).

Hopefully, y’all have ready Flight of the Corsac Fox and enjoyed it. Certainly, the reviews have been lovely. Right now, I need your help getting unfrozen.

We’ve made it to postcards for stretch goals, which is utterly cool, but I need everyone to tell all their friends. Some of the folks who have read both books (first readers, etc.) have said that they think it is my best stuff since Science Officer, which makes me blush.

I think I’ve gotten better as a writer over the years. And, like Science Officer, Uly and Dan have been deep in my head for a long time, so they’ve developed. And this is a story about found family and how it goes beyond merely shape. People are people, regardless of species. Uly lives that motto, and has drawn together a mass of folks who support him. Who will help him in the coming war that he intends to fight, because he can’t stand bullies.

Along the way, he’ll need allies. Lots of them. The Khet. The Ononguli. A whole bunch of others, because Uly intends to declare war on the entire Auga Empire.

Right now, he’s got one stolen Heavy Interceptor. And a plan. They’ve got thousands of star systems. Millions of ships. Trillions of citizens.

But nothing is going to stop Uly from trying. From reaching out and making friends.

From trying to save the galaxy, when nobody else will.

Come join us for a case of Mistaken Identity.

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Got the Mondays. Behind me, the pantry is closed up with a couple of big fans and a dehumidifier that have been going like hell since Thursday, so I’m reasonably confident that the floor is dry on top. Spare fan blasting the other side of that same wall since Friday. More gear in the crawl space. Sometime in the next few hours, I expect a call or text from the gang letting me know that they are inbound to inspect and probably collect everything.

It would be nice to have peace and quiet again. And figure out how soon I can finally start rebuilding everything. I still have bits and pieces left over from the bathroom remodel that keep getting pushed out by circumstances, so the house is a mess.

Been newslettering this morning instead of anything else. Got the BW monthly newsletter on publishing. Got the quarterly BSQ newsletter reminding folks that we put out another issue. Got this little tidbit of things. Probably won’t actually write fiction today, on account of it’s the last day of the month and I’m at about 96k words with what I’m writing here.

Last week, I finished the fourth Corsac Fox novel: Warlord of the Spinward Reaches. I am having a tremendous amount of fun with these. At some point (TBD), Kickstarter will finally approve the campaign for Corsac #2: Mistaken Identity and I can launch that.

At this point, I’m planning to drop 3-5 as part of the regular schedule, then save up ideas for #6 (or 7, if it ends up running that far) and aim for a big KS with a lot of swag. Mostly, that’s folks really liking this series and giving me great sales and reviews of #1, so I don’t want to stretch them out as long as I had originally planned to by only doing 2 KS campaigns per year.

After that, I have been working on the rpg. Got a lot of notes, and am slowly expanding things as I come across bits and pieces I need. The game is going to be set in a mythical Tang Dynasty China where all that magic that you read about in those stories is real. Gods, demons, whatever. At the moment, I’m working my way through a magic system that is not European/Tolkien/D&D in nature or scope, because I honestly expect everyone coming out with a new rpg to be making variants of Dungeons and Dragons (whichever edition was most formative for them) as WOTC pissed off a lot of people, first with the OGL debacle, and now by announcing that there will be no rule books.

Instead, you apparently have to sign up for a monthly subscription that lets you access the books. And lets them turn the books off whenever they want to. Sure, they promise that they won’t, but they make a lot of promises, and unless you own the book, you don’t own anything.

“The Cloud” is just a fancy way of saying “Somebody elses computer you don’t control.”

F#$% you very much, WOTC. I still have my 1st Edition books. I don’t play them, but I have consulted them in the last month for certain details. And my 2nd. And 3rd. Etc.

So I’m deep into Tang history. Wrote the origin story for Wan-Xian and her sister. That’s pure Action/Adventure, so no magic, because these are for The Thrill Ride Magazine.

However… (and I get to blame the Fabulous Publisher Babe™ here)

We are training for a long walk in England next year. Hadrian’s Wall. 80+ miles in a week. We walk trails here to get into better shape. We also talk about something other than sportsball.

Saturday morning, we talked about the game, and Chinese history (she hitchhiked from Beijing to Hong Kong in the early 90s, after taking the Trans-Siberian Railroad across.)

She reads a lot of fantasy, both modern as well as historical/epic. She suggested that I look at some WuXia books and see what tropes they use and how they run them.

Writerbrain engaged. It’s all her fault.

So I have a plan for perhaps some short novels or novellas in a series, vaguely inspired by Hua Mu Lan (Disney did not invent Mulan. They merely made the 179th movie about her, and did it animated with a dragon. She’d Robin Hood or King Arthur to the Chinese. Maybe both.)

In this case, I will be writing directly into this new game world, to provide an expanded universe of world-building. Hell, I planted a seed in English Paul’s ear for a musical soundtrack, so I’m hoping I can convince him to write me a short symphony and theme music to game by.

Welcome to my Multimedia Publishing Empire.

Speaking of Paul, sometime in the next day or three, song #2 should go live everywhere. Time to Say Goodbye. I should have links by next week, and will add it under the music tab on my website. All I ask it that you buy it, because the 30 cents I make from you 99c purchase is the equivalent of you streaming it every day for the next decade or so. Seriously.

Next song is a Scottish folk tune. I sent him the melody and demo vocals and instrument list. He’s noodling with composition at this point, and then I’ll rerecord my vocals when we have something better. Hopefully, it won’t take a year this time. (He got sick, then moved to Los Angeles since last September when we recorded the final vocals for #2.)

More news soon. More silliness.

More Monday.

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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Monday, middle of summer.

Fabulous Publisher Babe™ wanted to get up early this morning to start a writing marathon. Half-marathon. Something. Lots of words this week. Got up at 6.

Krain Corner doesn’t open until 8, so I went down to The Kettle in Enumclaw instead. Under new ownership, so still sorting out their menu. I’m working my way through it finding things I like. Lots of food. A bit overcooked, which was odd as I was the only person in there at 7am. Granted, Monday morning, but eggs over easy are supposed to be runny. Barely, today. Chicken fried steak was decent. Reds were overdone.

Still, good breakfast. And their scrambles are both huge and pretty good.

It’s the muffins that rock. Cranberry/Orange this morning. I still prefer blueberry, but damned good.

Then home and writing. About 47k into Corsac Fox #4. And mostly set up on the kickstarter for Corsac Fox #2. Need to write and record my video, and finish a few things over the next few days, then I’ll share links everywhere for folks that want to sign up for the launch.

This one will run about 80k. Like the other three. Still not sure if this block ends after five, six, or seven. Got a lot of notes, and it’s not like the story ends there. I could keep telling stories about Uly and Dan for decades of their lives. Might, since I’ve been getting nice reviews and comments from folks.

Don’t want to burn out on Uly, like I did Lazarus and Jessica Keller. Hard to think about continuing those.

Also, my game-designer partner went shiny/squirrel on me last week. I kinda knew it was coming. He’d found this new fantasy rpg called Shadowdark, which, to hear him explain, is a lot like D&D 1st edition, with elements of 2nd and 5th.

Much more grim, dark, and gritty game play, as you have ten slots for equipment, and a torch takes up one of them. Go in, do your thing, get out before the lights go out. Go back to town, buy more torches.

Or something.

He’s distracted, and let me know he’d be distracted, so I’m not upset.

Instead, I took everything he and I had done and put it aside for now. Went back to the “other” original idea I’d been pursuing, and went from there.

Because Wizards of the Coast announced that they won’t be printing rule books for “6th Edition” when it comes out (whatever they call it), you’ll have to rent those books. Monthly. Until hell freezes over.

As in, you don’t own them, and they can turn off their server any time they want, leaving you no recourse. I’m not opposed to spending money for books that last. I still have my first edition rule books from 40+ years ago. A few second. Some third. MOST of fifth.

Not renting Sixth.

And I’m not alone, because a lot of folks are coming out with their own takes on OGL and other rules to replace D&D 5 and 6. Lots of them will be Tolkien based, because face it, D&D is LOTR with just enough serial numbers filed off that the estate couldn’t sue. (They tried, btw)

I’m taking a different tack entirely. Setting it in a 7th Century Tang Dynasty China with magic, like a good wire-fu WuXia movie. And using only d6 instead of the d20 stack.

I’m always surprised when people talk about how much better games have gotten. Compared to 1990, D&D is much better these days. Compared to what I was playing in 1990, D&D sucks. Even 5th edition, which I like.

There were other games doing things. They fell victim to the usual bankruptcy problems of expanding too big too soon, and then crashing when the market turned. Or getting onto the treadmill of content and and and…

I’m going to build this, finish it, and publish it as part of my larger, multimedia empire. And it is an engine with a context and a setting, so I can do other settings and then branch out into other contexts. (Setting = Tang Dynasty China. Context equals Fantasy RPG. Modern Thriller Espionage would be another context, with James Bond being a Setting. Make sense? Good.)

Because I’ve thought about this a lot, I’m making good progress. Will probably sit down with Rich later this week and have him poke holes in what I’ve got. He’s good at asking piercing questions that way.

Then he and I will do some dicing at some point. And work out numbers. And and and.

Do I know any artists that work reasonably cheap? I’m looking for a bunch of Chinese fantasy type pencil line drawings. Eventually one cover wrap, but I need line art for the interior mostly.

Reach out. Or forward me to your friends. I’ll have a budget when I get there, but not for $100 per piece when I need fifty or one hundred pieces. We’ll do a second edition or special edition or something if the game takes off like that, and get some serious cash into someone’s hands, but I’ve got to keep this cheap today.

Not much past that. Still doing Kung Fu (Tai Chi Chuan plus Hsing-i at this point with Bagua coming in the fall, I think) and weapon forms. Learning lots. Staying in shape. Having fun.

Working with English Paul on song #3, and need to see what’s holding up song #2 (Time To Say Goodbye) from release.

What’s your Monday shaping up like?

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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Woke up to drizzle. Not much. Mostly a heavy marine layer more than anything, but nice, after several hot days. Enough to skip going out. Plus, the Fabulous Publisher Babe™ and I both work up at 5am Sunday, and ended up going out to breakfast at one of those farmer joints down in Enumclaw. Ate a third, had a third for dinner, had the last third for breakfast. Still have a muffin to go. Damned good food. Place called The Kettle, if you are local or traveling soon.

Working on a new project. This one has a deadline, so it might slip in somewhere shortly. The Thrill Ride magazine has posted the Year Two themes already. Those of you paying attention know about Chace Haig. First Chace story will go up in a few weeks, then I have three more for submission.

Same with a new project to fill that elusive fourth slot with Thrill Ride.

The “Five Man Band” is a common trope in adventure fiction. And boy bands, but we won’t go there today. Leader, Lancer, Heart, Brains, Brawn, and everybody fills a role.

I asked Matt about “low hanging fruit” for “Sisters In Arms” and he expected most of his stories to be female special forces troopers, or maybe cops. My original idea would have been slightly to the weird of that. The new idea is well to the weird of that.

The T’ang Dynasty ruled China from 618 to 907 CE. Often considered China’s Golden Age, and perhaps the most culturally advanced in their history. Certainly the most sophisticated place on earth at the time.

So, Five Man Band in 680-690CE. In T’ang China. No magic, but one mad scientist inventing things for the leader and lancer to use. Action/Adventure with a historic beat.

I’m having WAY too much fun studying history, and how all the pieces go together, because this is the end of the Merovingian Dynasty in France. And there is a Jewish trade network running from the French coast to the Chinese one. An early Silk Road before it collapsed for centuries.

So all sorts of crazy silly ideas, plus I get to read history in depth and pull up my martial arts studies as well.

Gonna write an origin story soonish. Got most of it in mind. That lets me settle the voices and the setting, then I can write a Sisters In Arms story. And more.

I’d like to have more Action/Adventure/Thriller in my catalog. Add another leg to my income. Derlyth doing well means I’ll write more Occult Detective stuff soon. Historic Thriller means that I can write exotic stories and most of the folks reading won’t be experts on most of it. (and if they are, I’ll recruit them as editors. Any of you into T’ang Dynasty or Migration Period history? Heh)

Better? I’m not the weirdest story he’ll read. The Babe™ is working on a story about a team of modern-day crime-fighting drag queens using Chinese Fan fighting forms.

Because why the hell not? Matt’ll never know what hit him, that’s for sure.

So it’s a Monday. And a weird one. I’m about to dive back into Corsac Fox #4. And I need to get my ass in gear on the second Kickstarter, but I’ve been a little overwhelmed with other projects that still aren’t settled. It’ll get there. And I’m having fun with my writing. Folks seem to enjoy #1, so that’s a bonus as well.

Y’all stay out of the sun. and the drizzle. Go walk around the block and get some exercise.

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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I need more something. Sleep possibly, though I slept. Energy? Something.

Friday night, went to a 60th Wedding Anniversary party. Saw some folks I haven’t seen in ages. Ate, danced, talked, celebrated. (I might be almost too feral for that sort of thing these days.)

Saturday morning, got up and did three hours of Tai Chi et al. (Martial, movement, sword form, etc.) then drove way up north and sat in on a one-shot D&D game with some old friends. Ran kinda late on the back porch, then moved inside and they all ended up talking martial arts (which is usual with these guys.) Fourth Degree Black Belt in a Chinese set of folks (Taiji, Pa-Kua, Hsing-I). Fifth Degree in various Karate forms (mostly Isshinryu). Eighth Degree in Isshinryu. Serious big players with some combined century and change of experience in the arts. Ya learn a lot. Didn’t get to bed until 1am.

Sunday morning, I woke up at 6, like usual. Went out and sat in Johnson Sensei’s living room and had some coffee while the cat was on guard duty. (Seriously, 6 feet away, sitting up with her back to me, in case someone snuck up on her.)

Johnson Sensei woke up around 7, so we talked stuff. Sifu Stone woke around 8. Crane Sensei around 9. Eventually, we all went out to the dojo and worked until around 1, then drove home. Lots to do here because Fabulous Publisher Babe™ is having a long girls’ weekend. Spent all afternoon doing all the little things. And dealing with a grumpy, teenage (18yo) cat.

Still catching up this morning, but been busy. Went and had breakfast at Krane for some normalcy. Then answering some of the questions from the various senseis that were left over from the weekend.

I finished the fourth Marrakesh novel last week, then started the second Beckett Fernsby short story for BSQ. This one is a murder mystery whodunit, which is a new thing for me to learn to write. Practice. Always try something new with your craft.

Will possibly finish it today. Or tomorrow at the latest. Not sure what’s after that. Got a list. Need more caffeine.

Hope y’all enjoyed Reilly. I’m having a lot of fun with that series, and will catch back up with it soon, but June was kinda a wash in terms of writing. Did okay, but not great. Had too many other higher priorities, which is just weird to say but true.

More music coming. English Paul is waiting for me to finish the art to release song #2. And he’s working on instrumental tracks for #3, which will go pretty quickly. I need to record audio for 4-6 over the next month and get those whipped into shape.

Lots to do. Not a lot of energy this morning, but I have a mystery to solve and a villain to catch. Then a bunch of blackberry bramble to chop up with the brushcutter.

Hopefully, it doesn’t end up being stupid hot today, or I might just sit on the couch with the kitty and nap.

Y’all have a good week and don’t blow anything off you might need later.

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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Monday. If you’ve been paying attention elsewhere, we’re sixteen days into the bathroom remodel. I’ve written one of those days. And this morning.

Did go out to Krain for breakfast. Had an almost normal time. Then home and about 3000 words on the fourth Marrakesh novel. Which was impressive, considering. Took most of the morning to find the groove again, but that’s the disruption of the reno.

I’ve written 23k words this month. Plus this blog post. That’s it. On the 19th. A little less than half what I might normally have at this point. And I won’t catch up, but I will likely return to something of a normal pace starting forward from here. Hopefully.

Dunno.

There will be more pics. Over the weekend we got the tub framed with baseboard and about half caulked, with the remainder happening in a bit. Got the vanity assembled, tiled, grouted, and caulked. Will turn the water on in a bit and make sure everything is good there.

Hung the two doors today and didn’t have to shave them. Did discover that both had little footies on the bottom. About the size of nickels. About a quarter inch thick. One set kept the door to the tub and shower from closing. Then I realized that they were there and removed them, and the door shuts. Front door already shut, but doesn’t yet have a threshold, so I expect I’ll have to pull the door again and remove them.

Today, we touch up the purple paint and caulk the rest of the tub. And that’s it.

Seventeen days of labor, taking off only this past Saturday. I’ll write about Saturday in the next Anti-Stodgy newsletter, because it was simply amazing beyond words. And Sensei Jon got one of the greatest compliments ever from someone he deeply respects.

Stay tuned and go “awwwww” next month.

Marrakesh 4 is at 13k words. Warlock At Large is about a third done, and I’ll circle back to it next. Need to work on three more Beckett Fernsby stories for the next four BSQ issues, because I had to much fun with the one for “Gulliver’s Other Travels.” Got themes and silliness to explore.

Next month’s story is also part of Warlock at Large, but the other main character, where things bounce back and forth between Holden and Reilly for a long while, before other POV’s come in. Gonna be fun.

This week is mostly recovering my sanity and my house. Getting back on track after being utterly discombobulated.

Vacation, of sorts. I’m just glad I chose to take off from the streak last summer, so having a month of 50-60k words didn’t freak me too badly out. That’s what June will be like. Might catch up some in July. And might not. Got a lot of other things that got put on the back burner in the process. They need attention next.

Y’all have a lovely week and don’t let the bastards grind you down.

shade and sweet water,

blaze

West of the Mountains, WA

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Bathroom remodel, week 2. last week, we got the tiles on the floor and the walls painted. Today was tiling the tub. Floor was white 12” square tiles, about a quarter of them painted by hand at that party last summer. Tub is lined with three rows of 3” by 6” wide subway tiles, also about a quarter painted. Same amount of tiles put down, but less work, because we hit a rhythm where I prepped each tile and handed it to her.

You flip it over and do what is apparently called a butterback by using the jagged-edge trowel to smear a lot of mortar on and then groove it so it sticks well. Along the way, I had to commit feng shui by deciding when to insert the painted tiles and then orient them. Results were lovely. I’ll post a lot of pics somewhere in a week. Tomorrow, the tiles dry, and then get grouted on wednesday.

Tomorrow, we assemble the vanity, countertop, and sink, as well as hanging a new medicine cabinet on the wall. At some point, we also have to nail the baseboard molding back onto the wall (thank God for nailguns and compressors).

I can’t remember when I last committed fiction. Have written some newsletters and blog posts, but it might be Friday ten days ago at this point, and I’ve lost a lot of threads. This morning, I had about an hour, so I sat down with what I had written of Marrakesh #4 and tacked a few hundred words onto the back of it. Probably end up writing the rest of that one next, as that gets me almost out a year with completed novels at this moment, without digging out partial series to fill in gaps. I will write a few more Last Stand (Season Two) between now and whenever, but I can’t tell you when they might be written or come out. Marrakesh for the first four months. Air Pirates of Cyrenaica for four after that, presumably with a Corsac Fox or two tucked in there as well.

Had an artist draw five portraits for Corsac One for the kickstarter. Hired her to do a couple more for this one, but they will be stretch goals or bonus prize sorts of things, because delivering BIG art files turned out to be a freaking pain in my ass that I don’t wish to repeat.

Not much past that. Reminder pinged me to write something while I was tiling, so I pushed it out and circled back when I got done. Not going to have a lot of words in June, but major house projects are like that, and I’d rather get it done quicker and circle back to catch up writing.

How’s your Monday going?

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Monday, running late. Bathroom remodel started yesterday. Stripped out all the baseboard and trim. Chiseled two rows of tiles form around the tub. DISMANTLED the whole damned room, which meant washer, dryer, sink/vanity, mirrors, medicine cabinet, etc.

Monday was spent taping everything and them laying down paint. A dark mint green in the back room (shower on the left and tub on the right), and a dark lavender in the front room (toilet, washer/dryer, vanity).

Yesterday, everything hurt. Today, in better shape and only hands hurt. Splinters, cuts, bruises, etc. Must be summer, I’m bleeding. But it looks nice.

Tomorrow is prep day. Tear up the linoleum and check the underflooring. Touch up the paint where it needs it. Get all the tiles and stuff staged and ready to go like hell on Wednesday. Then grout thursday. Then start the process of reassembling the rooms. Less hurry, because I kinda took the week off. This is, in fact, probably about all the writing I’ll do. Maybe some tomorrow, depending.

Last week, I paused in the project (Warlock At Large) that had paused the previous project (Marrakesh #4) to write a new universe for an upcoming Boundary Shock Quarterly. That will be “Gulliver’s Other Travels,” with “Science Fiction Holidays coming out in October (and Tramp Freighter Captains coming up in July).

I read the children’s abridged Gulliver probably 40-45 years ago, and really only knew it at a surface level as a cultural touchstone. That meant I had to go deep into some research to really wrap my head around what Lemuel Gulliver really did and what he saw. Educational, so this project was already a success before I committed the first words.

Then I wrote words. Fun ones. Beckett Fernsby, Apothecary. As with everything, I approached it like a 7-novel series in my worldbuilding. Lots of depth, which will show up on the page. And then I looked at the themes for the rest of Year Seven of BSQ and brain is suddenly figuring out how to write three more Beckett stories.

Just ’cause. Voicy character. Exceedingly English middle-class, late Victorian era by tone and vocabulary. And a very Gulliver adventure for this first one, while setting him up to have several more with his new friends/crew.

Past that, after this week off, I’ll probably hop back to the Epic Space Fantasy (Swords and Sorcery and Starships) for a while. Maybe. Shit, I don’t know.

Y’all have a lovely week and look for finished bathroom pics in the next two weeks.

shade and sweet water

b

West of the Mountains, WA

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