I was sick Sunday and yesterday, alas, but on Saturday my friend Judy drove me to Westport, where we ate fish and chips and we went to the Maritime museum where I got to see their magnificent first order Fresnel lens before I went back to her van and took a nap, while she toured the rest of the museum (I’d been there several times before and I was pretty tired after the 2-hour drive), then went out to the promenade where I actually walked all the way to the first bench, which has a wonderful view of the ocean.
Then I slept most of the way back, but that’s okay.
Here’s the usual photographic proof! I have a video I want to post as part of this as soon as I figure out how to crop video, too.
And the next morning, Judy and I started the process that will end with her taking over the distribution of my books and the upkeep of my website when I’m gone. So my legacy will live on without me. This makes me so happy.
I’ve been on the road for six weeks as of today. That is so hard to believe. It’s going fast.
I was only about fifty miles from Williamsburg when I woke up this morning. I did, however, get a late start, and then I made a wrong turn that added about ten miles to the trip, but it was a pretty drive, so I wasn’t complaining. Also, I got to ride a ferry! A free car ferry across the James River, which at this tidal point is more of a bay than anything else. Also, I drove right onto the ferry, and it left right away. No waiting in the heat at all.
The ferry ride was fun. I could see the Jamestown NHS from the water, and some tall ships that are part of a living history museum next door (that I’m going to tour while I’m here). It was also about ten degrees cooler on the water, with the breeze (mind, that was ten degrees cooler than ninety-something with air thick enough to drink, but still).
After I got here, I found my motel so I wouldn’t have to worry about it (I’d made reservations last night – I was a bit concerned about arriving in such a tourist destination on a Friday night in the summertime), then I got seriously lost trying to find the Colonial Parkway to Yorktown NHS. I didn’t get there till about four, and most of the site closes at 4:30, but I did get to go through the visitor center. Yorktown will be on my way out of town when I head towards the Chesapeake Bay Bridge/Tunnel in a couple of days (I may spend three nights here, I may stay four – there’s a lot to do and see here, especially for a history buff who eats up living history with a spoon like I do), so I’ll make sure to leave early enough to take the auto tour of the battlefield and see the rest of it then.
Tomorrow I am going to visit Colonial Williamsburg. Finally. I’m sorta doing things backwards, from a historical point of view. Yorktown is the newest site (it’s where Cornwallis surrendered to Washington at the end of the Revolution), Colonial Williamsburg is from an older time period, and Jamestown, of course, is the earliest settlement in Virginia (I’m thinking in what became the U.S., but I think St. Augustine, Florida, or Santa Fe, New Mexico, might be older). But that’s okay.
Anyway, tomorrow expect lots of photos of people doing antique trades and stuff, and fancy old buildings and their insides, and pretty gardens (the last time I was here was in April, 1999, and the place was full of tulips – I’m looking forward to seeing what the gardens look like in midsummer).
Oh, and I had an idea for another book today. I’m kind of afraid it’s a mouthful that’s way more than I can chew, but then that’s what I thought about what later became Repeating History, too, seventeen years ago, so maybe not. I hope.
Reunion, the second Tale of the Unearthly Northwest, is now available as an ebook from Amazon, Smashwords, and Kobo.
Other e-vendors and paperback coming soon.
Lost in Time
The year is 1910, and unemployed teacher Claudia Ogden is at the end of her rope. With nowhere to go and no one to rely on, she has no future at all. On the rumor of a job in a small, remote town called Conconully, she decides to bet what’s left of her life on it.
But when she arrives, and to her relief is hired, what at first seem like small eccentricities loom ever larger and more inexplicably, mysteries that make no sense. That is, until she meets Conconully’s accidental magician, who wants her to save them.
Some of you have seen this already. And I want to thank Tracy MacShane, who taught me how to cut out a piece of art from its background, which has confuzzled me for a long time. Thank you, Tracy!
I have done some re-branding for the covers of Tales of the Unearthly Northwest, as well. Here are the new covers for Sojourn, and for New Year’s Eve in Conconully. I will be changing those on all of the major sales sites very soon.
So. This will be my third NaNoWriMo. I’ve made it to 50,000 words (the thirty day goal of the exercise) twice. The first time resulted in a trunk novel (as in, this one will stay in the trunk because I wouldn’t want to inflict it on anyone), and the second time resulted in my first Tale of the Unearthly Northwest, Sojourn.
This time I’m writing my third Tale, called Voyage, and so far I’m a bit above schedule.
1683 words yesterday, and 1915 words today (to make the 50,000 word goal, you need to average 1667 words a day for the thirty days). 3598 words so far.
I like deadlines like this, and goals. And accountability, definitely. I have a tendency to procrastinate like crazy, so this forces me to get my act together. It took me almost a year to write Reunion, my second Tale. I don’t want that to happen again.
So I’ll be making accountability posts here, hopefully on a daily basis. I suspect (and hope) that Voyage, will be longer than 50,000 words, so I’ll probably wind up going into December.
Any encouragement or firm shoves in the right direction are more than welcome!
Repeating History has a new listing, at Science Fiction Romance‘s website. When the person who reads the books and vets them for the site responded positively to my request, she said, and I quote, “The romance in it is on the light side, so I flagged it as Love
Story. It was a well-written, historically researched time-travel, though.”