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I went on a bucket-list adventure trip, fishing for tuna in Venice, Louisiana. I won’t claim it was on MY bucket list, but when the opportunity presented itself, I was thrilled to enjoy a friend’s bucket-list trip with him.
My oldest daughter’s basketball season ended in the first playoff game. They lost by three points and had a three point shot at the end… so close! Great game. Great season. All three of my kids are buried in schoolwork and looking forward to spring break. They always forget that I don’t get a week off from work. 😝 Speaking of work, I am hiring a team of engineers in Costa Rica! I re-downloaded Duolingo to up my Spanish-speaking game. While I’m sure they exist, I am yet to find anyone in Costa Rica with a bad attitude. Pura Vida! Book 2 of Thaumatropic Roots actually decreased in word count over the last couple of weeks. I'm at 34.3k words (35k last newsletter), even though I wrote a couple of new chapters. I think I have at least another couple of weeks of that, where storyline changes create replacements instead of adding to the length. And looking ahead, the pace still isn't right. I thought the changes would fix the pace, but while it bumps up the tension earlier, it doesn't fix the overall pacing problem. For now, I'm just going to forge ahead. And, ironically, writing this newsletter gave me an idea. SPOILER ALERT for this newsletter. This one is very likely to be gone or completely transformed by the time the book is out. Too much reveal? “Ask him,” I said. “Does the Warder carry the bone of a dragon?”
Such an unexpected oddity, the shine of our magic, not quite Ancient, but old. It had to have been from Jenat. We’d argued, even fought. Had she perished? Or, like my daughter, had she given a tooth freely?
“He says… he says they have a dragon bone.” My daughter cocked her head sideways. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand what he’s saying. I don’t know who ‘they’ are.”
I’d sent lackeys, and then nieces, to retrieve the bone I’d glimpsed. We collect our dead. They’d failed. Then the bone had disappeared. Bones don’t vanish. Yet it had. Still, the ward of Lairras claimed ‘they’ had it. If so, why couldn’t my nieces see it?
Jenat could See. If that bone were hers…
“I want that bone back,” I said.
Cyrli stared off to the west. “He says they need it,” she informed me.
“I. Want. It. Back!” I said, stomping a foot that caused the mountain to tremble. We would have our dead!
I looked down the Dragon’s Fang to find the troll had returned. The troll’s sight would never be able to pick us out atop the mountain, but I could see it just fine. So I didn’t miss the flare of red in its eyes.
“We are not done,” I said. It was a struggle to lift my bulk off the mountainside, but it would be even harder to fly back up. The mere thought drained me. But my commotion had stirred the Father, and getting on his bad side was the last thing I wanted. “Tell him to hurry,” I said wearily. “Our time is almost at an end.”
Changing topics: my editor, Marla Taviano, is releasing the third book in her series. Not fantasy -- she's one of these crazy people that doesn't escape into fantasy. Yeah, I know... I feel bad for her too. Her book releases March 26. I've quite enjoyed her poems, and find the topic of religious pain... um... "enjoyable?"... in poem form. There. I not only decimated her work, but did so with a sentence she'll be driven to correct. Home run. One of her daughters creates the covers for her books. Perfect, right? Indie Author ShowcasePrevious Newsletters
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Just a quick follow-up after my last email. I notified GoodReads of the odd reviews. They jumped on it and ran it through some checker and said it raised all their red flags, so they took down the reviews and removed the accounts of those folks entirely (so they said). I have a couple of marketing thoughts/questions for my fellow writers. 1) The first book of my epic fantasy series, Mother of Trees, almost constantly has a better ranking on Amazon than Guardian of The Palace, even when sales...
Resending (sorry, can't seem to work out the family updates section) My oldest came back from college (Univ of Arkansas) for the weekend, my middle daughter turned 18, and my youngest just about has her standing back-flip nailed. I haven't tried adding a video in a while... let me know how this goes. Busy (but very good) family time, and busy with work, so my writing got the short end of the stick for a bit. But lets face it, that's the right call.Click here to be removed from family content....
My oldest came back from college (Univ of Arkansas) for the weekend, my middle daughter turned 18, and my youngest just about has her standing back-flip nailed. I haven't tried adding a video in a while... let me know how this goes. Busy (but very good) family time, and busy with work, so my writing got the short end of the stick for a bit. But lets face it, that's the right call.Click here to be removed from family content. Shepherds of Truth — the last two weeksTwo fresh chapters landed....