Well, I'm back. Sort of. My wrists have been giving me a really hard time lately. I took a few weeks off just about all things computer. Not very fun when you're in the midst of editing a book you hoped to launch in November. Half a month later, I'm back at the computer (for short spurts at a time). I haven't even opened my file for Not Alone since my wrists flared up. But when typing for thirty minutes elevates the temperature around your forearms a good three or four degrees compared to the rest of your skin, it's time to give yourself a break no matter how much you dislike the idea.
The good news is that taking time off Not Alone gave me a chance to focus a little more on some marketing details for The Beloved Daughter. And even if Not Alone might not be launched this fall, the audiobook for The Beloved Daughter should be. I signed up with ACX and connected with a producer who's won 3 Audie awards and has narrated over 40 books on Audible, most of them in the Christian fiction genre. Match made in heaven? Sure, I'll go that far.
As for WIPs, I hoped to be knee-deep in Not Alone edits by now, but such isn't the case. Fortunately, book 2 in my children's series, Solar-Powered History, is with the publisher and we're waiting on illustrations, so I'm not completely WIPless. Here are the first 14 sentences from What Hurricane?, the second book in My Solar-Powered History.
"What are you reading?” I asked my little brother O’Malley. It was snowing outside. O’Malley was sitting on the couch drinking some hot cocoa. His nose, like often, was buried in a book.
“The Tempest,” O’Malley answered. Now, you might think it would be a little strange for a five-year-old boy to be reading Shakespeare. I mean, Dad says even a lot of adults have a hard time understanding Shakespeare’s plays. But O’Malley’s not your typical kindergartner. What other kid do you know who’s published his own poetry collection?
Anyway, on this particular day O’Malley was reading "The Tempest." O’Malley liked Shakespeare so much he was actually dressed in Shakespearean style. He had leggings, short beige pants, and a loose white shirt. Meanwhile, my middle brother Benson was practicing the piccolo solo from Stars and Stripes Forever on his tuba, and Dad was in the garage working on parts for the solar-powered history machine.
Yup, just a typical day in the Otis home.
Blog Love: Thanks for K. L. Schwengel at myrandommuse.wordpress.com for hosting the Wednesday WIPpet blog hop!
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