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Or Passover, or holiday of choice!
I just wanted to share this gorgeous thing from Titan Books. My editor Cath decorated an Easter egg in the style of All the Murmuring Bones.
I’m mid-novel at the moment and that means my room (and large chunks of the house) are strewn with cairns of what might be mistaken for rubble, but are in fact the trail of things I’ve been considering one minute, taking in,
I’m editing Vigil, I’m in the homestretch (well, in as much as any novel has a homestretch – when I finish with it it goes to my Alpha Reader, Lisa, then comes back to me to fix). On Wednesday, I
Whiteboard with insane reminders about structure and what belongs where, periodic flashes of “OMG!”, and basic first principles to (hopefully) keep me on track.
Sitting here with my 8 year old nephew, after an afternoon of reading Coraline with him and I’m now getting this from him http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbksBk8ZHlQ. Stewie, my hero and nemesis all at the one time.
… I can generally spell, but numbers are not my friends – I find them sneaky and dishonest and unreliable. I don’t care if the Fibonacci Numbers have a cool name. I am, for all intents and purposes, innumerate.
However, I’ve been pulling the various bits of the novel together – in manner of Frankenstein’s monster – since I drew up the
So, here I sit back at work after a week away, doing nothing but writing.
Okay, I lie.
I didn’t just write. I threw temper tantrums. I ate astonishing amounts of choclit and consumed such vast quantities of sugar that for brief periods (before the inevitable sugar crash) I could power