Great relief of writer to find that yes, the whole package is back…my agent called Friday and we had a good long talk. The book IS a book. It is a reasonably good book. It could use some work, but he enjoyed it, stayed up late to read it. Also, all the things he talked about that needed some work made sense and I could see how to fix those things (in other words, the critical faculty has come back along with the creative stuff. YAY!!)
I started in that night (not very well…hadn’t thought it through enough) and Saturday morning got going on it and have made considerable progress. There’ve been some delays–interruptions of this and that–and of course the second book has been sidelined until this one’s submission ready. Interruptions are common and inevitable and often things I WANT to be interrupted by. (Friend’s grandchild getting her first bareback ride ever on my spotted horse? Of course! )
The series/group title is, at least at this point, Horngard (for the place.)
A snippet from Chapter 8: In Camwyn’s POV
The rumbling was louder, louder, then a roar approaching faster; the road beneath him vibrated. The roar’s quality changed; he could hear individual blows within it now, a giant’s hammer pounding in no even rhythm within the roar, random thuds of and bangs, and pebbles flew in a curtain past him, past the outer edge of the road.
A snippet from Chapter 16: In Aris’s POV
Aris walked back to Dragon’s head, hearing his horse munching away on hay as if a dragon in the courtyard were less his concern than a cow in the kitchen garden.