Slow loris progress

[lagilman]

The story and I have reached a cautious détente. It also now has a working title: "Transplant." The dragon at the end of the tunnel isn't singing yet, but it may be humming scales as a warm up. er, the punlight just went on. Sorry about that.

Meanwile, "Lost Souls" has passed muster with the beta-readers who reported back in, and Madame Editor reports that FREE FALLBLOOD FROM STONE [note: oy, I've become my mother, who can't remember which of her children she's speaking about, either] will be read over the winter break, and notes coming back to me in January. Oh, the joy of an efficient editor, she said glumly.

In other non-news, the weather fails us; after a few measly inches of snow we have sleet and freezing rain. Bleah. It looks like it might be safe to go outside but it's actually worse than snow. Would anyone take it amiss if I just went back to bed?

EtA: and the come-to-Jesus talk has produced groveling [which I give not a damn about] and the promise of action on Monday [which I do give a damn about]. So we'll see.

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[ex-fashioni.livejournal.com]

er, the punlight just went on. Sorry about that.

*snicker*

Speaking of short fiction, btw-- I took my own stab at a short story as part of a blog tour. It's up today (and it's food porn).

*waits for suri's nose to twitch*

[lagilman]

Oh man. You know I have reactive hypoglycemia, right? The descriptions alone made me woozy...

[ex-fashioni.livejournal.com]

Writing that story made me so danged hungry I couldn't stand it. Writing up the post with the menu recipes (the one below) was also an exercise in torture. I need to make some picadillo and maduros, now.