Posts Tagged ‘Revisions’

Shovel, Write, Shovel, Write, repeat…

Friday, February 14th, 2014

I feel like I’m reenacting scenes from my stories WINTER WOMAN and/or OUTLAW BRIDE.  It seems my world has frozen and I have spent much time and energy chopping, scraping and shoveling snow, ice, sleet and more snow.

This lovely snow scene is actually my driveway. It’s under there somewhere.

Between bouts with the snow shovel, I finished my copy edits for THE VAMPIRE’S WOLF, a paranormal Nocturne that will appear in JULY 2014, with my driveway, I’d imagine.

Finally saw the sun and the blue sky today and the snow quickly dissolved from the branches of my red maple.

I also sent my editor a Valentine’s present, the revised version of my Christmas novella, coming in October 2014 in the Anthology titled, WILD WEST CHRISTMAS.  My story is titled, A FAMILY FOR THE RANCHER.  I just love this story and hope my readers will too.

I’ve put an excerpt up on my website for THE VAMPIRE’S WOLF, in my eNews page, so please do have a look and let me know what you think.

 

 



The Collision of Serenity and Deadlines

Sunday, January 19th, 2014

January woods in snow

Publishing is made up of long stretches of quiet broken with brief intervals of frenzy.  This week is one of the frenzy ones.  I have been calmly working on my next Western historical proposal and feeling happy with the progress as my February 1 deadline inches closer. 

Then I somehow got caught in the crossfires by two editors both sending urgent requests for various important things that have deadlines that are not inching but running straight at me like a charging bear.  Suddenly my proposal schedule looks impossible because of all these budger projects jumping the line.

I’ve been three days at the questions for the editor and will finish today, then turn to the revisions, the cover arts sheet and then back to my proposal.  One by one, I’ll press send and deliver the next much needed electronic file.

But despite the flurry inside my office, the heating pad warms my feet and the hot coffee fills the air with a comforting aroma.  Outside, the birds dart to and from my feeder and the sun casts long shadows through the trees.  Inexplicably, I feel an irrational belief that all will all get done before the deadlines. 

Care to lay down any bets?