From Storm to Storm
So I'm back from the Left Coast. I got to New Mexico just in time to be hammered by the same winter storm that had hammered California three days earlier. I feel doubly blessed.
I seem to have a new, albeit temporary, writing job. A very intense one. One that I still can't actually talk about.
This is in addition to writing the new novel, which will continue at what I trust will be its former pace. The other job will be using a completely different set of writing muscles, so I'm hoping they won't interfere with one another.
This means, alas, that I won't be chatting here quite so much. This may be the Winter of Silence.
We shall see.
I seem to have a new, albeit temporary, writing job. A very intense one. One that I still can't actually talk about.
This is in addition to writing the new novel, which will continue at what I trust will be its former pace. The other job will be using a completely different set of writing muscles, so I'm hoping they won't interfere with one another.
This means, alas, that I won't be chatting here quite so much. This may be the Winter of Silence.
We shall see.
posted by dubjay at 2:28 PM
2 Comments:
I seem to have a new, albeit temporary, writing job.
Waitaminute... You head out to the left coast, and have a super-secret temporary writing job. Isn't there a strike going on?
:-)
Nope nope nope. Not a scab.
Don't even think that!
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