So much is flying right past me and I’m not having a lot of time to write. Hopefully once GRL is past, I can buckle down and carve out some time. Actually I have no choice. Time must be carved.
Writing Urban Fantasy is different from murders. The voice is more fluid and there’s more… tang to the air. Especially with Kai. I also have to find the music for this book. So far, nothing is hitting. It’ll come.
Tomorrow we’re going to have a special excerpt and giveaway for Eric Arvin’s new book, The Rascal. Be sure to stop in.
I should also be talking about Fish Stick Fridays with you all. To be honest, I’m very fond of that book. For some reason, it’s just a sweet kind of murderous sorta of thing. Really. Like… a candied poisonous butterfly.
With a hot mechanic and a sweet and hot bookseller. But you know… that kind of average every day stuff.
I also need to buy rice. We ran out of rice. Who the hell runs out of rice? A trip to Zion or Marukai is needed.