I’m playing with Paint.net again to make the dragonstones for my book covers. I like some of my first attempts, but I made the background black like a newbie, so I have to go back and remake them. And since I am already remaking them to have a transparent background, I might as well play around some more and see if I can get closer to what I truly want. This is a fairly close idea of what I want them to look like. What do you think?
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I changed my plans up in the middle of the week, so this will cover what I started doing during the week and all the way through the 1st of November, when this new plan goes into effect.
I finally figured out the best way to keep myself on track with my writing plan, so I converted myself back to that, which took a couple of days of setting up a handwritten calendar that I can use until I can buy a good monthly calendar.
I also took a few hours one evening setting up a publication schedule. I have a lot of stuff that is close to being ready to publish, and since I’m publishing everything myself through Kindle Direct Publishing or Createspace, I can set them up and publish them as soon as they are ready. But I don’t want to publish too much stuff at once, so I sat down with a yearly calendar and picked out days to publish certain items. The plan is to publish 1-3 things per month, depending on the month. (Certain months tend to be crazier in this house than others, so I took that into consideration.)
Starting on November 1, I will begin editing and publishing one short story per month over the weekends of said month. And this coming week, I will began to edit and rewrite To Tame the Beast.
There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.
It’s that time of year again. It’s starting to cool off, all the regular vegetable crops are in, and now the hay is ready to bale. And the men have been baling. My uncle and my dad ran a large percentage of the peanut hay through the round baler. You know that one I’m talking about. It makes those large cylinder bales that you see in all the picturesque farm photos. My uncle places those in the cow pasture two or three times a week so they can munch on that for extra vitamins.
And now, over the last three days, they have been bringing home the rectangular bales. They use these to process into chopped up feed for the other animals. They fit right in the feed processor (I don’t know what the machine is really called. It makes the feed with a lot of extra noise.) along with all the other additives they put in to keep the animals healthy.
They are unloading the last two trailers this morning. With all their cat-helpers. Leucian and Evony don’t miss a thing on this farm. Gracie the Terrier is out there, too, but out of the fifteen pictures I took of her, only one wasn’t blurry, and that was just of her rear flank. She’s not photogenic.
Anywho. Here are some lovely pictures for you. Ignore the morning sun flare, if you can. I tried to get them out, but it took away from the picture, so I did the best I could.
After working a hard day, I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didn’t know which was more frightening: seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there.
Anvil of Tears by Erica Lindquist
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This is such a wonderful read. The main character, Maeve, feels so guilty over what she did that she just wants to die, but she wants to die like a warrior, in battle. Enter Logan Coldhand, a cop turned bounty hunter who picked up the trail for Maeve’s bounty. He’s relentless, he’s unfeeling, and he’s not really happy, either. But they both give each other a reason to move through every day. Maeve wants to outrun him; he wants to turn her in for the exorbitant bounty on her head.
This novel starts off as a slow read. At the beginning of the first six or so chapters, there is a section of background history for whatever area the chapter takes place in. It’s useful information, but it’s a little dry to read. Once you get past that to the actual story of the chapter, it moves smoothly and will keep you enthralled.
Overall, this story is epic and moving. A definite read, and if you can get by without all the history, you can skip the dry sections and still get the story.
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My daughter won’t stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesn’t help.