I haven’t been posting here as much as I’d like to, and that is sad. A quick summary of reasons:

Baby Ezio is thriving, and we are awesome. I haven’t had sleep longer than three hours since May 2014, and there are checkups and shots and baby food and baths and nap times that mostly consist of getting stepped on, for some reason, that have been getting in the way of writing. Like his namesake, he’s been learning to climb – mostly up bed headboards and over playpen gates and other things he’s not supposed to. He insisted on walking at eight months, though not always succeeding, and he has the most penetrating voice of any baby I’ve ever heard. I am enjoying myself tremendously.


The “I didn’t do it, nobody saw me do it, you can’t prove anything” look he inherited from his father.


BUT! I’ve still been writing. The two manuscripts I’ve been shuttling back and forth between have now ballooned to three, with Manuscript #1 (aka The Firebird) STILL being revised, Manuscript #2 (aka the Summoner) at 50k words, and new Manuscript #3 (aka the Witch) at 40k. Juggling three stories at once seems like a mindboggling feat, but it helps; when I’m drawing a blank at one, I switch to one of the other two. The Summoner needs research on local modern history and customs to get things accurate, and The Firebird, while more or less completed, needs more fleshed out layers – less Édouard Manet light paints, and more Vincent van Gogh Impressionist splattering. (Look at me, using great painters as an analogy to what is essentially a book equivalent of a kid’s drawing!) The Witch is my life’s despair at the moment, but I think it’s going to pay off in the one more month or so I would need to finish.

Let’s not forget that the Suffering is due to arrive later this year. There’ll be more news for this coming soon!