Dead Bats and a Review

I’m going to find time to write today. I will not be a writer if I neglect the writing. First, I have to take the dead bat that my cats were all playing with to the Health Department to make sure it doesn’t have rabies. Good jolly morning we’re having here, especially if you’re the poor dead bat.

I’ve been thinking of Gaia’s Hands, and that one of my friends considered it “a fun read”. I never thought of it as a fun read, but I guess in some ways it is. A sentient monster vine, a rampant green thumb, an unlikely romance, a bad folksinger*, a little snark.

It also has escalating acts of aggression within academia, scientific method**, a breakup, a menacing presence, and computer espionage.

Ok, honestly, I can see how it would be a fun read. My favorite line in the book is when Josh, the male main character, says “Everyone has to start somewhere” at what might be an inconvenient time. Read it if you want to know how inconvenient a time.


* This is how we kill our exes as authors.

** We write what we know. I know academia.

A Productive Day

I spent a productive day yesterday editing Apocalypse.

My task was to take away all the filler (of which there was quite a bit, because I wrote the originals about three years ago when I didn’t know as much as I do now) and to get rid of some of the gazillion points of view, because my dev editor said it’s not a good thing to follow that many characters, even in third person omniscient. So I guess third person omniscient isn’t that omniscient?

I’m not done yet. I need to ratchet up some of the suspense. I need to add back a couple things I took out. I need to see if I’m going to put back the Amarel/Batarel/Natalie subplot. (I’m not. No matter that it completely guts another novel I wrote. It isn’t a good turn of plot, although it made a good philosophical point.)

So I’ll be busy writing, in-between bringing the dead bat to Public Health and writing to my new teaching assistant.