I’m giving away copies of every ebook on my web site to anyone who participates in my contest. All you have to do is send me a photo of your butt to help advertise my web site!
I got about one hour’s worth of shading done on the new tattoo, which amounted to 1/3 of the work. I’m a little bummed I couldn’t handle the whole shading job. But I’m kind of proud, too, because the weather was bad and I had a hot flash on the way over.
I just finished a project and have a case of what writers call “post-partum depression.” You’ve delivered the baby. Now what?
Actually, “what” is you pick up all the other projects that have been waiting their turn. However, one essential part of getting over the depression for me is spending a day re-reading Discworld books and eating cookies. I’m also going to spend some time catching you folks up on my new tattoo.
As I’ve mentioned (and mentioned and mentioned) I suffer from chronic daily migraines. It takes only a small change in air pressure or hormones to set one off. I’d get a lot more writing done if I didn’t have to drop what I’m doing, med up, and take a nap. There’s a point on my right upper back that feels as if someone has stitched an unbreakable thread to it, picked me up, and dangled me so that my entire weight was on that one point. I’ve thought for years that that area deserves a tattoo, something that felt protective. Something that watches my back.
The submissions period for “Up to Grabs 2″ is about to close.
I have a huge deadline for June 15.
I don’t know if I’ll have time to write The King-Sized Bed.
So many rejections, so little time…
This is just the outline. Shading in 2 weeks.
A year or so ago, my life was in sad shape. However, I was working hard on establishing what some people call a “web presence.” It was time to be a little more careful about what I posted. For all I knew, fans could be repeating some whine I posted ten years later at an SF con. It didn’t seem likely, but I’m already operating with a handicap. Time to be careful.
Kneel to Me
Mate: And More Stories from the Erotic Edge of SF/Fantasy
The Memorial Garden
Up for Grabs
Wired Hard 4
Wishbone