So, as anyone who has been reading my blog knows, I’m doing a series bible. It’s for my Scrolls of Rassa series. Quite frankly, it’s a lot more work than I ever envisioned.

I decided they wouldn’t be using money on Rassa. That frees up people to actually do the jobs they like, rather than the jobs they think they must do in order to support a family. For instance, remember Felix Unger from the original Odd Couple? His OCD tendencies would probably make him a landscaper or garbage collector on my planet. It would give him the most satisfaction to keep things clean and organized. Good for him. We need people like that.

The people here don’t compete for money – they compete for reputation. In addition, there is a world-wide competition once a year that takes place in the capital city, where the best of the purveyors of everything compete for the right to supply the ruling family/castle for the next year. That gives them the right to put a plaque on the wall saying “By special appointment to the Keeper of Rassa, (name), in the year (date).” Depending on what the winner produces, they might be shipping things up to the castle every day or so, or maybe once a month or once a quarter.

I’m having a good time working this idea around.

See everyone Sunday!


Les Miserables

This has nothing to do with the musical. This has everything to do with the fact that a crown fell out during dinner. Several days ago. My dentist appointment? Next Tuesday.

The pain has begun.

So, I’ve not been doing much, except thinking about what I’d like to be doing.

I’m going to go self-medicate with some single-malt scotch.

Talk to y’all Sunday.

Happy scribing!

Back From My Mental Vacation

I didn’t make my ROW80 goals this week. I haven’t done (hardly) any planning on Immortal Blood. I think I’ve edited one paragraph. Even Viho has shut  his muzzle. I haven’t been delighted by his snark for at least three days. So, I’ve been floating in limbo.

Being in limbo might not be a bad thing, though. Final exams started yesterday, and I’ve  had a bunch of panicking students for the past week. That won’t end until Monday. After that, though, I have four weeks of (relatively) uninterrupted bliss to see what kind of mischief my friends have been able to create while I’ve been away. I think I’m actually looking forward to a different kind of frenzy.

Because it’s WIPWednesday, I’m going to  put up 7 sentences of “Fireheart” continuing where it left off (I think it was last week).

“Perhaps.  But he won’t be the Consort for a long while. Not until I’m dead, so I’m not going to worry overmuch about it,” Mikhail said.  “I’m sure Alizaane will keep him in line.  And if not, then Kiah will be more than happy to do it.  Most saziks don’t get along very well with spouses of their chosen bonded.  Kiah is more intelligent than most…and more haughty.”

(Sazik is the Tibetan word for “snow leopard.”) Kiah, bless his furry heart, is much, much bigger than a terrestrial sazik. And more protective. Not to mention vicioius. Nothing will hurt Alizaane as long as he’s alive.

See you Sunday. Hopefully with more good things to tell you.

Dogpaddling to Nowhere

Hi everyone! It’s been a heckuva few days since Wednesday. I’ve been helping students and trying to catch up on some accounting work for a client. Sadly, I’ve not done much writing.  But I’m still working on my planning, which is the only goal I think I put up for this round of ROW80.

One of the things I’ve been trying to get done is migrating Fiendish Serendipity from Blogger to WordPress. I just can’t figure out a way to do it.

Any input would be welcome!

I hope to have more to report on Wednesday.

Until then, happy creating…

I Forgot the Fun!

Before I wander into the forest of my own blog, I take time to appreciate others who have gone before me. Today, that was the best thing I could have done.

After reading AmyBeth Inverness’s offering, my eyes were caught by her “SyFy Question of the Day.” Being a huge fan, I took another detour.

Wow! Now, keep in mind I did this at work. In a math class. With lots of students. Lots of suppressed chuckles and snorts coming from my desk. Lots of amazed glances coming from my students, who were just trying to get their work done in peace.

Oops. Sorry, all.

I’m posting a link here for everyone to enjoy. And, if you’re at work, spread the love. If it’s allowable, of course.

This reminds me that I’m free to have fun with my work. Indeed, for it to be successful, I’ve got to have fun with it.

A big shout-out to you, AmyBeth, for reminding me that this is a joy as well as a job.

See you all Sunday!

I Took Advice!

Normally, I’m as stubborn as a box of rocks. Advice? Not generally. And not only am I as stubborn as a box of rocks, I think my head’s made of up rock, too. After all, I can pound it against a problem for it feels like forever, and not see any progress. Yet, I’ll keep going at it.

Isn’t the definition of stupid the act of doing the same thing, but expecting different results?

So…I decided to do something different. I listened to all the great advice that came to me after my Sunday Lament.

You know what? It worked. I walked away from my problem child WIP until yesterday afternoon. All of a sudden, while I was doing something else entirely, the problems were fixed in a cascade of information that just tumbled into my brain. It was amazing.

For anyone out there that’s had a spinal adjustment, it felt just like all the vertebrae in my spine rippling into place. (That makes me giggle uncontrollably, but my osteopath says that’s a normal reaction. Not crazy. Whew!)

So, I want to shout out a big “THANK YOU!” to everyone that helped me, especially Bear, because, like any good bear, he’s always got warm and fuzzy hugs when you need them most and he gave good meditation advice. Irene and Elizabeth, I would have thought I was crazy, walking away from a problem until you two urged me to do it.

I feel like this was a real group effort.

We Did It!!!

Laugh Out Loud Funny!

My writing partner Olivia decided to gift me with an email attachment of Daffy Duck. What she DIDN’T know about was all the other cute bits attached to it.

Now, Daffy and I have never been more than polite acquaintences; I always got on better with Bugs and Marvin. But this…this you have to see for yourself…

Sorry I couldn’t get that to align properly or get it up higher. I’ve never inserted a picture into a blog post before. But I thought this was absolutely gut-busting funny.

The most amusing part is that it really applies to a character of mine, although I haven’t really brought that out in her. Time to make a few personality cuts and let the psycho dribble!

See everyone on Sunday!