Another first draft, plus yada yada

Another first draft, plus yada yada

It’s the Tuesday after the Sunday when I typed “THE END” at the bottom of about 105,000 words of prose. This rough first-draft manuscript for Rhyfen advances the final installment in the series’ second trilogy from what I now think of as...
We’re starting something new

We’re starting something new

It’s been a jitterbug summer/early fall production-wise here at The Manor. Janet’s completed not just one, but a series of Moon Calendars for 2024, and we proofed the latest versions last week (there will be news on that coming from her soon, and...
Dysfunction, and other comfort foods

Dysfunction, and other comfort foods

Yesterday’s Washington Post offered a column headlined “Why I fired my therapists,” with this payoff: Over the course of the past 14 years, I’ve left two therapists after they veered into latent, head-nodding advocacy — cheering me on, validating my...

Function over frills

When I started publishing the Darbas Cycle in 2021, I was the product of well-meaning advice and acknowledged ignorance. Advice like: “Offer your readers a prize for writing reviews!” Ignorance like: “Since I don’t really know what I’m...
Life, death, memory, attachment

Life, death, memory, attachment

If you’ve read earlier books in the series, much of what you’ll encounter when you pick up City of the Dead will look familiar. For instance, you’ll already know that… Bal’a’Blos, the legendary underground library, is a real place that is also: 1. Populated by some...

Thanks a lot, 2022

So anyway, the best way for me to put 2022 in my personal context is this: I’d planned to publish two novels this year, but only got halfway there. Ta Nupa came out in April, and I’d hoped to have City of the Dead on sale before Solstice. That ain’t...