I've been terrible about blogging, but I have an excellent excuse: my husband and I have embarked on a five-year mission.
Here's some footage from our first away mission.
We've had our rough moments, like when Jim almost assimilated with the Borg
and when I located Data--or part of him.
Overall, though, it's been a blast! (Get it? As in phaser blast? Oh, man. Sooo not funny when you have to explain it.)
Okay, okay. I'm only messing with you, obviously. That was all from a party at MoPop, the Museum of Pop Culture, in Seattle. (Go if you get the chance! We had a ton of fun looking at the exhibits!)
The real reason I haven't been blogging lately is I've been spending all of my writing efforts on my novel. I printed the whole thing in early December, before starting the current draft.
It's not yet as pretty as it needs to be. Some of the chapters have been revised three to five times, some closer to eight, and some have probably been revised twenty-five times. I can't tell you what draft this is because I don't actually know. I can, however, tell you I'm very proud of it. And that, unlike my lame phaser joke, is something I'm confident you'll all "get." I know this because you're writers, too.
I hope you all enjoy the holidays and have a joy-filled, healthy 2017! Happy creating, everyone!