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Here we go again

Well, the two week hiatus was a welcome time. Caught up on some reading, did some gaming, visited with friends and family and just did whatever I wanted to (within reason).

Still, all lazy times must come to an end eventually. So, based on a suggestion from a friend from Twitter, I've dusted off Childhood's Tears and decided it's going to be my next big project. Yes, I know I had multiple projects going last year this time and I haven't given up on any of them. Still, I think it'll be better to concentrate on one for a while and then work on one of the others when I need a break.

That, and I may be working on the Harbinger re-write on my lunch hours . . . we'll see how that shapes up.

My goal would be to try and get two novels ready to start shopping around by the end of the year. My goal is to have an agent by the end of 2010 and to do that, I need agent bait (aka a completed, non-media tie-in, book). So, Childhood's Tears, Harbinger need to be in the bag and Steel on Target well under way.

Yeah, I don't have delusions of grandeur, do I? *grin*

Speaking of delusions (grand or otherwise), I do have short story to share.

Last Monday, I moved into a new building at work . . .same assignment, but the govies decided they want our spaces, so we're moving to a contractor site. It was raining cats and dogs that morning, so I'm wearing my rain jacket with the hood up. Even with the limited vision, I can see a series of cones stretched across the walkway and I guess they're doing some construction there. I approach and then skirt around them, trying to avoid the wet grass and water puddles.

That's when it happens.

The next thing I know, I've got a Canadian Goose in my face, flapping its wings and hissing at me. Now, remember I had my hood up and I never saw it until it was right there. I shifted out of range but managed to restrain myself from whapping it with my binder or kicking it. Once I cleared the area, with him still in pursuit, I realized he had a mate who'd made her nest in the flower bed next to the walkway.

Needless to say, ever since that day, Mr. Goose and I have had a love/hate relationship. I try to give him a wide berth, but he seems insistent on keeping an eye on me and bristling any time he thinks I'm encroaching on his space.

He and the missus are on week three of six or so weeks before the eggs hatch, so we're going to have to work out an uneasy truce one of these days. *sigh*

But, then again, how many people can say they were mugged by a goose? *grin*
Words for Today

1075 / 1000 words. 108%

Progress on Childhood's Tears

44059 / 90000 words. 49%

Words for 2009

81982 / 365000 words. 22%


( 2 howls — Howl with the Pack )
Apr. 28th, 2009 09:14 pm (UTC)
Only you would be able to offend a goose... LOL...

Gander dander...

Apr. 28th, 2009 09:37 pm (UTC)
I take no responsibility for the actions of assassin geese.
( 2 howls — Howl with the Pack )

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