Tuesday I discovered the my venerable CafePress store wasn’t working. When I dug into I discovered why. I talked a lot about that today. Book du jour was The 11th Percent by T H Morris.

I slept in a little, had a big breakfast, and lost myself in doomscrolling for too long. A nice day. I’ve already forgotten what I talked about.

I talked about Finwell Bay in a – I hope – non-spoilery way. Made some unflattering comments about “the industry.”

I’ve got a lot on my plate today. I talked about Finwell Bay and a couple of chapters that won’t leave me alone. I may be re-writing them…

I got the manuscript for Finwell Bay done yesterday. I think today will be rest and recreation.

It was a glorious morning out there, made better by yesterday’s progress on Finwell Bay.

I’ve got the puzzle put together. I’m just refining the image now. In a conversation with a writer friend yesterday I used the metaphor “quilting” for the process of taking the pieces of the story and arranging them in a … Continue reading →

Was lovely out there this morning. I talked about Finwell Bay (the story previously known as Troy Harbor) and So Dark the Sky – a new book coming soon from Cidney Swanson.

Not a very long night but I got jazzed enough to get out at sunrise and it was glorious.

I explained yesterday’s narrow window and talked too much doom-and-gloom about what I think might be a singularity event.