Two good weeks in a row? Woot!

I’ve often thought that dimension riding in Nine Princes in Amber and its sequels was a good metaphor for life. Get your mind set on the destination you want, start to shift, adjust as you go. Your goal is golden sands under a yellow sky with a forest behind you. Your first shift gets you the forest but blue skies overhead and no beach to speak of. Second shift gets the beach but the forest is now shrubs. Next shift gets you everything but the sky’s color. And so on.Similarly I had a good writing week but didn’t get anything up at Atomic Junk Shop and only had one story at The Local Reporter, about Carrboro planning to charge for public parking. But my more personal work went really well.

I worked on Savage Adventures, editing my analysis of the old Doc Savage pulps through 1940 (which ends with the ingenious lost race story, The Men Vanished). I noted several questions I’ll have to reread the stories to check but otherwise I’m done for that section.

I rewrote part of Southern Discomfort to make some of the historical details more comprehensible, something I’ll be blogging about in more detail soon.

I sent off three short stories to different markets. The third, All Happy Families, was one I set aside a while ago but looking at it recently I think it’s in good shape as is, so …

I spent a lot of time thinking about Let No Man Put Asunder. For me second draft is still pantsing but I did draft a rough outline, work on the setting (the fictional city of Bluestone, Pa.) and a rough rewrite of the opening scenes.

It feels good, particularly as I took today off for some personal errands. Also feeling good: I sold a copy of one of my paperbacks off Amazon. I can’t figure out which — Amazon’s sales reports are frustratingly opaque — but whoever you are, thank you.

#SFWApro. Doc Savage cover by Emery Clarke, Zelazny probably by Jeffrey Catherine Jones (as noted in comments).