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Novel is done. Honeyed Words first draft is complete

I wrote 17,000 words since Wednesday to finish book 2 in the Black Blade series.

After several hours of brainstorming with my son on Wednesday evening, I had a clear runway to the end of the novel.
From that point, the words flowed like opening a tap. I wish the middle had gone this smoothly, but I have no real complaints.

Proofs from book 1 should be here Monday or Tuesday. I’ll read that straight through, return them to NY, and then pick up book 2 and read it from the beginning. It seems funny to say, but I’ve only written the book. I haven’t actually read it yet.

Should make for good synergy and continuity reading them back-to-back like that. After I do the read and a pass to smooth things out, I’ll get it out to my first readers.

Man, this is GREAT! I’m so happy to wrap this. It’s seriously early but I want it to be better than book 1, so I need some quality time to see what works and what doesn’t. It is also longer than the first one, which surprises me. I tend to be a put’er-in’er, so the thought I may actually cut seems absurd.

The story is what it is. If my exceptional editor thinks it’s long, then we’ll adjust.

But before that, we have the first readers and mine are superb. Top notch folks with good eyes and who are not afraid to let me know when something doesn’t work for them.

Off to chill and make a few phone calls — let the panic set in that it’s a horrible mess. But that’s not today’s business.


Fire, or where I learn candles can be a dangerous thing.

I was getting ready to go to the YMCA tonight to work out. I was changing clothes, and I had a candle burning on our dresser.

Somehow — likely me moving around — the big teddy bear on the dresser fall over, onto the candle and burst into flames. They feel soft, but apparently they’re still plastic. I grabbed the not-on-fire portion of said bear, flung it into the bathroom (with the tile floor), grabbed my nice thick towel and slammed it down over the molten plastic/candle/stuffing fire that was simmering on my dresser.

I didn’t panic, just evaluated the amount of flame, and the fact my towel would more than smother it.

step 1) fire is out.

step 2) call the wife

step 3) take down smoke alarm

step 4) realize that melted plastic is now all over the granite topped dresser (glad for the granite, saved the furniture), but the sink, towel, rug, vanity, wall and floor are all covered in molten plastic (shouldn’t have tossed the bear so willy-nilly).

step 5) spend an hour scraping burnt plastic off all the surfaces you can reach, toss bear, towel, rug, candel and long necked candle lighter from the dresser.

step 6) Spend the rest of the evening full of crankitude, but damn glad I didn’t burn the house down.

step 7) wish you’d taken pictures to put on the internet. :)



Breaking news for Black Blade Blues

Tor Offices

Tor Offices

Apparently my novel is coming out earlier than I anticipated. Seems the release date is now April 27th, 2010.

It’s even available on Amazon for preorder right this minute. Check it out, I’ll be here.


Excellent review of my latest short story.


John Alvin Pitts not only mashups a couple of favorite fairy tales and nursery rhymes in “How Jack Got His Self A Wife” he also recreates the style of a Grimm fairy tale. And of course, because “behind every great man is an even greater woman”, Molly, the wife in question, becomes a delightfully intelligent and satisfying character whose ability to manipulate Jack is well-meaning and entertaining. This story is one of the best in a collection of good tales.

I am very pleased. Take that… Monday!


Good day

Received payment today for an essay and a story. Picking up Brenda Cooper’s “Wings of Creation” and then heading over to Tae Kwon Do.


New Story Published

troublewithheroesAnother anthology goes live today. THE TROUBLE WITH HEROES, edited by Denise Little.

My story: How Jack Got Hisself a Wife

I loved the Jack tales I read as a kid, and felt inspired to create a new one for the world.





Post Convention Slump – Introvert Recover Phase

Day 3 back from World Fantasy Convention and I’m feeling a bit of a let down.

Convention was great, and it’s awesome to be home again, but now that the adreneline has subsided, and the routine has started to reform, I’m in that ‘tween place — the lull where my exhaustion is starting to lift a little and I’m turning around for things that I should be doing, and nothing comes into focus.

Day Jobbe churns along unabated, and I’ve managed the gym on Monday and Tae Kwon Do last night.

But the writerly brain is stumbling around like it’s just waking up and grousing for caffiene.

Maybe tonight words will be committed.



The wild ox; strength and power.


Creativity; words, music, and art.


The troll cross; wealth and prosperity.


The sun; energy, honor, guidance.


Personally earned or lucky wealth and prosperity.


The harvest; patience and promise.


The chariot; journey and travel.

Note: This is not the real book cover.