Kindle Vella

Someone mentioned Kindle Vella on Twitter.  I'd forgotten all about it.  I went and looked.  Serial writing with readers buying installments with tokens.  I briefly looked over everything.  Didn't dive in.  But why not?

I already divide my writing into either self-pub or query.  But how do I want to approach it?  That's what I'm asking myself.  I'm writing Book Four in a five-book series right now.  Do I want to work with those?  Do I want to wait and try to serialize the Erotic Romance I've started?  The book I'm working the hardest on right now is Canary: DD.  It stays querying.  It's made to be published.  And why...with an absolutely full platter...do I need to ponder this RIGHT NOW???

Because I like to have plans.  I like to know where my writing is headed.  Going to work this over in my wee head while I work on Canary: DD today.  I'm at 52,900 right now.  At least 20,000 more words, maybe 25,000.  I may take a break between the end of this and beginning Canary: OOS which is the third and final book in the series.  Depends.  I've already started my OneNote Notebook on it.  

I'm off to make notes and shape worlds.  I seem to be living in my OneNote notes this morning.  Love it.

Always writing*

Better when I'm busy

I've Canary:  DD pulled up on my other monitor and will hop right on that forthwith.  Haven't touched it since the last time I blogged.

But what have I been DOING???

Well.  My short overachieving ass decided to buy 45 yards of fleece and make the family fleece blankets.  The only truly creative thing I can do besides write. 😊  I can also freehand cross-stitch, but that's been a long minute, and I would certainly need a magnifying glass now.  Hard pass.  

Acquired an air fryer, and I MUST play with the new toy which means:  Scouring the Internet for recipes I will actually eat I can pop in there and admire.  Take food porn pictures for Facebook.  Feel some sense of accomplishment for eating semi-healthy.  Rinse.  Repeat.  heh

Took youngest baby child for gallbladder surgery.  Not a good scene.  My poor baby.  She said she hurt worse over this than her C-sections.  I felt awful for her. 😭  

Flu shot.  Bivariant booster.  

But...the writing.

Woke up a little before 2 last night.  Bathroom.  Bed.  Wrote on my book.  In my head.  But it was vivid enough I remember the details, and it was a great scene and then some.  I knew I'd be writing today because you don't ever say "no" to the book.  Dialogue and scenes are a gift.  I'll raise my bleary-ass head, no matter the time, and jot down notes on my phone about my books.  

My Mercenary Girl is fighting another uphill battle or three.  Several beings have taken an interest in her movements and actions.  She's been marked by an ancient deity.  She owes a debt her mother should have paid.  Not easy trying to survive in this world or any other.  They don't know my girl.  But they soon will.

Always writing*

7-year anniversary

This has been one of those months where every day feels like a month in its own.  And we're only halfway through.

BUT...today is my 7th wedding anniversary!  WOOT!  We celebrated yesterday, but today is the real deal.  Been together thirteen, but wed seven.

Lunch with two former co-workers tomorrow.  Thursday will be a rough day.  Friday will be errands and chores.  Monday, my baby child goes in for gallbladder surgery.  That Friday is my oldest baby's birthday.  October is always busy.   

It's only supposed to reach a high of 62 today.  Oh my goodness!  I'm all about it.  Ready for fall weather and not sweating my ass off.  

About to open up Canary2:  DD and poke about.  Still have queries floating back in for Chimera.  This writing business is not for sissies.  Not even remotely.  😔  But I march on. 💃💃💃

Okay, my dears.  I'm back at it.  No matter what.  Have a wonderful Monday, if there is such a thing.  

Always writing*