starlightmagpie

94,954 words down and the book (and series) is finished!

I can't believe that after all these years I've finally finished the series. I started the original Rift Riders back in 2003, sticking it up on Elfwood in three chapter bursts. It took three months and was something ridiculous like 150K words. But after I stalled somewhere in the middle of book 3 - because Mhysra was being miserable and Lyrai... I can't remember. It's possible everyone thought he was dead around then, thanks to Yullik stabbing him in the chest. Anyway, I lost interest and left it well alone. I didn't return to it until 2010 when I went back and wrote Wingborn, with more women in it and less super-speshul Mhysra moments.

It's been a slog at times, but it's done! DONE, I SAY! Well, apart from the novella that deals with some of the aftermath and the inkling of an idea I have percolating about some maybe descendants and stuff, but mostly, for this moment, right now, the Wingborn series is over. I am exhausted. Although that might have more to do with what I did with my celebratory morning off… 

Serenaded by skylarks, watched over by buzzards, surrounded by primroses and the first budding leaves on the alder trees, with bursts of sunshines overhead, I do believe that spring might actually be here.

I hope your week has been going as well as mine.

Take care, my lovelies!

I thought it was time for a little catch-up, and since most of the UK is hunkering down under the Beast from the East, today seemed as good a time as any.

Well, since my last catch up post in mid-January I have not done much. Not for want of trying. I started World’s End and was edging close to getting into the swing of things, until my left shoulder went wrong. I didn’t actually do anything to it, but it hurt, a lot, and meant I couldn’t do most of what I needed to. It’s something that tends to flare up whenever I get really fatigued and there isn’t much I can do about it until it goes away. Typing becomes impossible because I can’t get comfortable enough to think, let alone put words in decent sentences. Once I’ve forced myself to do the things that need doing, all I’m really good for is reading. With many cushions.

Three and a good weeks on, it’s finally settled down, so maybe I can get back to writing. Ha! We’ll see…

So February was pretty much a write off. I didn’t get anything written, but I did skim an edit through Wingborn again. This will hopefully be for the first Wingborn Collection (1-3), which is the next thing on my release list. I’ve decided to push Cloud Cursed back again, because I have a feeling I need to finish the Wingborn series before I do any more work on the Dragonlands, and I’d really like to get book 4 written before releasing book 3.

It’s complicated, I know, but it makes sense to me. Sort of. So if you’re waiting for the next Dragonlands book, sorry! But right now it’s the Wingborn books that people seem to want, so I’d like to focus on those for a few more months and maybe even get some print editions in the works.

Away from the writing and imaginary worlds… look at my puppy! Hasn’t he grown? Still only six months, but rapidly transforming into a monster. Keeping him entertained probably hasn’t helped my shoulder and fatigue issues, but he’s worth it.

But enough of me and mine, how be you fine people? Ready for March to march on in? Got any exciting plans in the works? Whatever is ahead, I hope the year is treating you well.

I think it's time I finally admitted that plans and me this year just aren't working. It's only taken me ten months, but still, it's progress. Of a sort.

( Of Bathrooms, Beren and Bruin )

More chatter about books and NaNo and stuff to come soon. For now, I hope you're all well, my lovelies. Merry Monday!