Looking back on 2017

It’s been a wild ride this year.

So much has happened in my family. It’s not my place to say much about my children and grandchildren’s lives, but I can say I am proud of every last one of them. There has been adversity, and heartache, and tough decisions, but through it all, my “babies” (I include my children-in-law and step-grands in this as well – they’re all mine) have shown the highest quality. I pray this coming year brings them an abundant harvest with all the manure that has been dumped on some of them.

It’s been a strange up and down year for me as well. Big changes at work – struggling to fit the shoes my friend-and-boss asked me to fill when she knew she was ill and needed an extra hand at work. Losing her, and the jolt and loss that followed, but having to keep going. The pride in not only seeing our coaches rise to the challenge to keep the gym at the level of excellence she expected, but also the new owner giving his all, despite his grief, to keep her dream alive. Perhaps I say too much, am too personal, but I think it deserves to be said.

It’s also been just over three years since I lost my husband. In some ways, it’s easier. Time does that, I’m told. But that scab is still there, and gets pulled loose and bleeds. Trying to pretend the scab doesn’t bother me takes all my attention at times.

I remember how he pushed for me to get Sword’s Edge published; it wasn’t a genre he cared for, but he knew what it meant to me. A story slowly woven over time from a dream I first had in 1985. And I got it published that year. He got to see it before he died. And now, this year, book two has been published. It took a lot longer to finish than I thought it would, but you know, grief does that to you. Writing was hard for so long, a slog through icy muck up to my chin at times. So tough. Almost too tough. But, to quote from one of my late husband’s favorite movies, I “endeavored to persevere.” And I succeeded. I think he’d be proud of Children of the Enaisi. I miss him being here to tell me so. Ah well.

May you all “endeavor to persevere” and have a happy and blessed New Year.



Turning to the Dark Side – Again

In order to know what’s going to happen in DW3, I have to know what the bad guys are up to. So here comes the process of getting into the bad guys’ heads. I always despise this part of the process; I feel icky afterwards, like I need a shower.

Does anyone else have a problem with getting inside the minds of their bad guys and having to think like they do?


Not Writing but Working!

I realized I have to completely redo the timeline of the back story for the second book in the Gifts of the Elders’ series – the sequel to Sword’s Edge. So I’m doing that. Which means even though I’m not getting any word count done for the second book, I am working on it!

To quote Fred Kwan, “Just FYI.”


Danger: Clueless Writer at Work

Developing the one subplot in the sequel to Sword’s Edge has turned catastrophic to my overall plot arc for the novel. I see no way to keep the one character from doing what he’s going to do. Totally rewrite from about 30k onward. At this point, I have no idea where this book is headed.