Yeah, okay, I’ll put pics up soon. I’m right in the middle of NaNoPubYe’s Fall Warm-Up (and going down in flames, actually, unless I write seven thousand words tomorrow) so I’ve been busy.
Yaoi-Con was, as always, a great time. I had a blast, hung out with friends, met an idol (teh awsum Wendy Pini, more later), got my hands (completely consensual!) on a bishie or two–and I wrote.
Yes, wrote. On vacation. On the plane I plotted; in the airports I scribbled. In my hotel room I typed; in the lobby I designed character clothing. I wasn’t in Tucson International Airport five minutes before my muses started bubbling, and the whole weekend was like that and I was so happy I went.
I’d thought it was gone, you see. I told myself it was a slump; it was stress; every writer has slow periods. It wasn’t completely gone–I was editing. I was writing bits. I just wasn’t excited. That’s okay. Life just isn’t always exciting–and if it is, you wish it wouldn’t be.
But you know how it is. You can talk all day–your self doesn’t listen.
Anyway. It’s back. My brain is simmering with ideas for making Hiro a trilogy of deep and wonderful books (fantasy, and STILL no elves in sight, yay!) (you know I love elves. But I don’t want every fantasy to contain them.) I’ve got bunnies for when I need a break from Hiro, too, and another book in Eve’s galaxy wanting some plot-time…
It’s wonderful.
I’m BAAAACKKK!!!!!!
