Hey, remember me? I'm that guy that keeps saying he's going to write more chapters and then doesn't post anything for weeks at a time! Yeah. So that's been happening. Honestly, I'd love to slog on for a few paragraphs about my epic struggle with living life and trying to find time to write, but … Continue reading The Standard Struggle
It seems fitting that after I "announce" my return to writing/finishing my book, I turn around and go on travel for two weeks for work. Now that I'm back, I can return to being back to writing (again). So expect to see more chapters (again). In the meantime, enjoy a couple photos from lovely northern … Continue reading Back (Again)
Snow flurries trickle down from a gray sky, the flakes dancing and swerving in the early morning in search of new homes. Some join enclaves of powder clinging to the branches of bushy pines. Others settle onto a vast expanse of white, forest floor. A select few find their way onto a sled covered with … Continue reading Far to the North (Chp 17)
Got about halfway through it today. It's looking good and feeling even better. Should be posted by the end of the weekend.
It's over. Summer that is. Unfortunately. Though I suppose that depends on your perspective. Either way, with summer over, so is my break. I resume my efforts on Far to the North tomorrow. I'm excited. I've been away from that story for too long, which is honestly a nice thing when going over your own … Continue reading Back to It
And still jamming my weekends full of things not related to writing. I'd like to say I feel guilty about it, but I honestly don't. My son is at the age where he thinks I'm awesome, so I'm going to take full advantage of his confused state while I can. School starts again soon. We'll … Continue reading Still Alive
Very little writing happening lately, not gonna lie. The first draft of all the chapters are all there. I've done some second draft work on the next one to be posted, but writing has quickly taken a backseat to life and family and friends. I'm sure you all understand. I can't begin to explain how … Continue reading Summer
I Was out of town last weekend and unable to get a bulk of my writing done. Home this weekend with not much going on. Gonna mash that keyboard for another chapter.
An arctic hare bounds through loose snow and darts beneath hanging rock. Pausing in the night, it hears a shrill cry. Beady eyes go wide while large ears twitch to discern the threat and location. Another cry comes, louder and longer, and the hare scrambles from the cave opening to seek shelter in nearby bushes. … Continue reading Far to the North (Chapter 16)
Hinges squeal with foreboding as the three Walkers step into the inn. Tilda looks on with dire eyes from behind the bar in the corner. The lantern hanging above captures her foul mood. No greeting is extended. No drinks are offered. In this moment, camaraderie is of no importance to her—only the completing of this … Continue reading Far to the North (Chapter 15)