One Pearl, Lots of Gravel

Because I spent the year after my freshman year “reconsidering [my] educational objectives” at the behest of the university administration, I was a year older than my new classmates, and in that year had had experiences that opened up eyes and mind considerably.  Details not important in this post.  One evening after dinner, five or Read More…

Revision Review

Since revision this time digs right into the foundation structure of NewBook, a post on where the revision is at the moment seems a good time to discuss the kinds of problems a book’s underpinnings or foundation–the deeper structure–can have, and strategies for fixing  same.   This is not a problem I have often, but it’s Read More…

Equine Ghost? No, Just Sneaky

Rags has twice appeared where he hadn’t been seen, and has several times been missed while standing in the shade in summer.  You would not think a nice round (small but round) splashy-patterned black and white horse could disappear in broad, or even lean daylight, but…he does.  Tonight at feeding time, I looked (thought I Read More…

Holiday for Horses

Merry Christmas for those who observe, and if that’s not you, here’s wishing you a joyful and peaceful winter holiday season. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the cruel owner who’s been forcing poor Tigger to take his supery dupery joint supplement felt that she could not force her horse to eat something he hated on Read More…

Clear Sky, Two Planets, Two Old Humans

We just came in from looking at the conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, the closest they will appear from Earth for another 800 years when–needless to say–two 75+ year olds aren’t going to be here to look.   We stood by the south barn lot fence in the back yard, resting binoculars on the fence because Read More…

Revision, revision, revision: still not done?

Still not done.  Little chunks have come out.  Bigger chunks of new material have appeared.   Sequence tangles have been extricated, laid out, and put in order, with necessary transitions.  It’s taken this long to get the first thirty-two days of the story cleaned up, and to introduce things that were left out.  It’s gonna be Read More…

SF and Soup

When a science fiction writer makes soup and then wants to take a picture of it…my, what strange things get into into the picture.  Is that cute little alien *pregnant*??? What’s with the one straddling a big of carrot and holding (?) a black bean?   (This being a winter soup, it started with 4 cups Read More…