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Here's recent progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 15, 2016
    New words written: 2759
    Present total word count: 69,928



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: A tour of the town; an invitation that should have probably been declined; a church service that went south. Hard.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with Greyson; successfully corralled and returned a loose boxer I found playing in traffic (eventually); hosted a playdate with Greyson's, bestie Luna; went to lunch and ran errands with a friend; cleaned house; I don't even remember what all else.

    Personal Other: Still kind of sick. Still kind of gross. Sorry.

    Dog Other: My dog, everyone.



    Not My Dog Other: Zeke took off for an adventure when his mom removed his collar - so she could change its batteries. (For an electric fence.) She came and got him after a couple of hours, when the neighborhood email list successfully put us in touch. In the meantime, he played with Greyson and napped on my feet. He's a great guy, that Zeke.



    Cat Other: One of my cats, everyone.




    Number of fiction words so far this year: 60,554
Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 15, 2016
    New words written: 2672
    Present total word count: 67,169



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Lunch and some shared concerns; a very weird reception; sinister portents all around.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunt with the dog; tidied the house; went to lunch; tried not to take a nap; mostly succeeded.

    Personal Other: Still feel like crap, and sometimes my right ear is so clogged up I can hardly hear out of it, but the antibiotics are on the case. I assume. They're messing with my stomach like crazy, so they'd BETTER be making themselves useful otherwise.

    Dog Other: My dog, everyone.



    Number of fiction words so far this year: 57,795

Give me time to realize my crime

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 15, 2016
    New words written: 1226
    Present total word count: 64,497



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: A quick welcome and a hotel reservation.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunt with the dog; wrote three quick reply letters, printed them out and got them ready to mail (long story); dealt with some escrow paperwork (adulting!); cleaned the whole entire house (high-fives self!); blurbed a book that was almost overdue; got myself some lunch because I couldn't stand the thought of cooking.

    Personal Other: Antibiotics are hell on my stomach. Don't want to eat, but need to eat or else it's even worse. Yuck.

    Cat Other: Little old lady cat let me sleep last night, thank God. I woke up this morning with her and Quinnie both lounging on top of me - Spain on one arm, Quinn across my legs. I wondered why I was so hot...

    Bonus Cat Other: You know it's coming up on springtime proper when the purple finches argue over where to build their nests. Hooray for cat-TV season.



    Number of fiction words so far this year: 55,123

Strung out on lasers and slash-back blazers

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 2678
    Present total word count: 63,271



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: We meet at last! (No, we meet at first!)

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunt with the dog; went to post office; took a panicky break to try and help catch Luna, Greyson's best friend - who got loose from her harness and went on an adventure; hosted a dog playdate when the wanderlusty little lady was finally corralled; took my meds like a good girl.

    Personal Other: I feel less like crap than yesterday, and it's only day 2 of the antibiotics. Hooray.

    Cat Other: Little old lady cat only got up three times last night. Not ideal, but it beats the 8-10 times per night we receive - when she's really on a tear.

    Dog Other: Greyson and Luna were super happy to see each other. The weather here has been really wet and miserable for the last couple of weeks, so they had a lot of pent up wrasslin' energy to work out of their systems. All of this wiggly, joyful dog energy sometimes makes them tricky to photograph. But sometimes, I get lucky.



    Number of fiction words so far this year: 53,897

In a world of magnets and miracles

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 1574 (cumulative)
    Present total word count: 60,593



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: A whole lot of cleanup; a train trip; portents and signs.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with the dog; took the little old lady cat to the vet for some fluids and a follow-up; did laundry; took myself to the doctor today and found out I really should've made the appointment some time ago.

    Personal Other: What's got two thumbs and a two-week prescription for antibiotics? [:: this girl ::] My sinuses and one of my ears have basically exploded with infectious goo. Because that's exactly what I need right now.

    Bonus Other: I've felt like hell for the last week. I guess, on the bright side, at least I've been validated by a man with a prescription pad. Not that it moves my deadlines or lightens my inbox. But still. I've got meds.

    Cat Other: The little old lady was in rare form last night; she kept us both up and down for hours. Yes, she was medicated. No, we couldn't figure out what was wrong. Yes, she seems fine. We're hoping that once she really absorbs those fluids, she'll feel ... better? Less screamy? I've spent today so tired that I've literally been shaking (never mind the need for meds). I want to say "I can't deal with this right now" but here in the real world where I am an adult, I will deal with this right now whether I want to or not. I'm just not sure how.

    Bonus Cat Other: Quinnie is doing quite well, though. So there's that.



    Number of fiction words so far this year: 51,219

So I hand you the key to your cell

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 8078 (cumulative)
    Present total word count: 59,014



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: So much fire, you guys. Got a cool scar. Picked up a sidekick.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with the dog; another post office run; cleaned house; did laundry; went grocery shopping; cleaned out part of the garage; went out to supper with friends; got a haircut and color touchup.

    Personal Other: Stomach bug has cleared out, and now it seems like I'm getting an ear infection. I'll make an appointment to deal with it tomorrow - or failing that with any immediacy, I'll hit up a doc-in-a-box. Hooray.

    Cat Other: Tomorrow I need to take the Little Old Lady Cat to get a round of fluids. Tomorrow will be busy. Anyway, Quinnie likes to bring me her toys, when she wants me to flip them across the room. She is very...um...subtle.



    Dog Other: Greyson is still adorable.



    Number of fiction words so far this year: 49,640

We're nothing, and nothing will help us

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 4725 (cumulative)
    Present total word count: 50,936



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Came home to find a fire. Somebody else's. Probably, somebody is dead. Got a weird gift from a cop; went ahead and kept it. Tried to catch a movie, but it didn't work out.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with the dog; visits to post office; trip to bank; lunch with husband; more laundry; some housework; some easy emails; some difficult emails; a trip to the vet's office for a little old lady cat checkup; grooming appointment for Greyson; a chat with a large publisher's legal department; helped fine-tune some flap copy and so forth.

    Personal Other: I've been a bit under the weather with a stomach bug for the last few days. I blame this (in part) for the low multi-day word count, but I seem to be on the mend today - and there's still plenty of writing time left in the day. I just wanted to make sure I put this up before a friend comes later, to join me for supper.

    Cat Other: The little old lady cat checkup went...not as well as we'd hoped, but not as bad as it could have gone. She's pushing 18 years old, and she's full of vim and vigor (as they say) but she's also full of kidneys that are not doing so hot, and all her important blood readings are beginning to go askew. We start her on weekly fluids in a few days. We hope to keep her happy and comfortable for some time to come, if possible. We also hope to keep her from wailing incessantly in the middle of the night (despite her meds), and the fluids may take the edge off that. (Quinn has finally given up on her job as comforting kitten. I can hardly blame her.)

    Anyway, if the ladies ever form a feline band, this can be their album cover shot.



    Dog Other: Have some more majestic snow floofs. Even though it's about 45 degrees and clear right now.



    Number of fiction words so far this year: 41,562

I had to phone someone so I picked on you

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 3098
    Present total word count: 46,211



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Tried to go to a movie; got sidetracked; discovered a very tiny speakeasy and made a new friend or two.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with the dog; packed up my brother's birthday present and shipped it off; answered some emails; cleaned the whole house; did about five loads of laundry including linens (but the housework was yesterday).

    Dog Other: Greyson's got a new album cover.



    Cat Other: Quinnie always looks like the most comfortable cat in the history of cats.




    Number of fiction words so far this year: 32,998

Sunsuit girls must be discreet

Here's today's progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 2591
    Present total word count: 43,113



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Uncomfortable conversation part one; a walk down to the lake; uncomfortable conversation part two, but at least the gent in part two is charming enough.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with the dog; went to lunch with the husband; printed out a couple of letters to mail; got some tax paperwork ready to go off to my agent; made a checkup vet appointment for the eldercat.

    Dog Other: Got some more snow this morning. It's gone now (pretty much) but Greyson was thrilled with it while it lasted.



    Cat Other: "This one's occupied. Use the other one."




    Number of fiction words so far this year: 29,900

Making your savior behaviour look evil

Here's recent progress on my subtropical (art)deco mystery about a young medium in a historic spiritualist community teaming up with a shell-shocked haberdasher who's receiving love notes from hell ... as inspired by a real place and a real set of bizarre (otherworldly?) incidents:

    Project: Brimstone
    Deadline: March 1, 2016
    New words written: 5853 (cumulative)
    Present total word count: 40,522



    Things Accomplished in Fiction: Set a whole bunch of stuff on fire; finally got the message; went to brunch and someone was missing.

    Things Accomplished in Real Life: Neighborhood jaunts with the dog; went to lunch with friends and then joined them for an open-house because I'm nosy; spent awhile fine-tuning the flap copy for Brimstone (God, I hope they take the suggestions); filed a harassment report or two; hosted a dog playdate or two; went to the grocery store; went to the post office; answered some important emails; made appointment for dog with groomer, which meant also chasing down his vet to send along updated vaccination records because apparently the groomer didn't have those on-hand.

    Other: Got a very sweet email from Briley's new mom, telling me that he's doing well and he came back from his first vet visit with a clean bill of health. Also, he loves the dog park - and he's being super patient with the cats.

    Bonus Dog Other: Today we got some snow, and there was dog-rejoicing.



    Cat Other: Quinnie sometimes forgets to close her mouth, and it's amazing.




    Number of fiction words so far this year: 27,309