Thursday 13 - excerpt

 Himalayan salt crystal

“Do you like it when I hit you?” he screamed in Mary’s face.

~ Thirteen words I wrote yesterday for The Salt Lovers' Book of Magic

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Maps for tSLBoM

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map of Hallton c. 500 BCE

map of Middletown present day

Thursday 13 - 1st words of tSLBoM

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The opening 13 words of The Salt Lovers' Book of Magic:

Hester broke the wax seal 
and unrolled the scroll. 

“Says she committed suicide.”

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Fool's Gold

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This is another image that will be part of the cover art for The Salt Lovers' Book of Magic. The Fool card will represent the character that is investigating the past lives of the main character. The card will change in each subsequent book. It will either be a Fool card from a new deck or a different Major Arcana card depending on how the character changes.

The Fool card is the beginning and the end. It represents infinite curiosity with all the world but with the warning to be aware of the cliff edge because you can fall if you spend all of your time looking up.

This is the Robin Wood tarot deck.

Weekly Writing Wrap-up

I am using Holly Lisle’s How To Think Sideways to get my book finished and in the condition I want it to be in. I recommend her course. If you decide to take it, tell her I sent you.

I have my series name and sentence nailed down:

Series Title: Kidnapped By a God

Series Sentence: A mundane, non-magical grandmother seeks peace in the form of oblivion but the primordial demon/god obsessed with her forces her to be repeatedly reincarnated.

Book One Title: The Salt Lovers’ Book of Magic
This is the final version. I changed the placement of the apostrophe which is a subtle change. The title started as The Salt Lover’s Guide to Magic which never felt quite right.

Book One Sentence: An abused daughter discovers a source of prosperity for her people for generations to come while her mother, village wisewoman, condemns her for consorting with demons to steal the glory.
I got this while playing with The MM yesterday. About time too. I was beginning to despair. I’ve been trying to nail it down for a couple of weeks now.

The other night while laying in bed, having a pity party about how my life is now over, I got the opening for the book and the plan for how to write it. I’m quite happy with the idea, so I guess I can go on living. (No wonder writers are so often a bunch of sloppy drunks.)

I have chosen all of the recurring images for the series covers. Gideon will appear somewhere on each.

Salt is specific to the first book. 

My opening is also written.

Tears and Fears

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I cried last night.

The MM wouldn’t fall asleep at one when he should have taken his nap My fault. I should have fed him before putting him down so he was too hungry to calm and I didn’t figure it out until a couple of hours later when he told me he was hungry. I let him up at two thirty. He ate a whole can of Spagetti-O’s which he loves for lunch, plus a whole banana. Then we went to Target because I was out of bubble bath and he wanted a bath yesterday. Our Target is only three miles away. On that short car ride, The MM got sleepy. I put him in the cart and we went in the store. He stayed awake long enough to pick out Mr. Bubble, and blue and pink bath foam and the bath water coloring tablets and an Angry Birds gift bag coloring kit. Then he started nodding off I the cart while I tried to look for closet organizing baskets. I figured I could do that when I was alone next week much better, so we went home like he wanted.

As soon as I put him in the car, he fell asleep. He stayed asleep while I took him out of the car. I figured I would let him sleep an hour then wake him up. By the time the hour went by it was five in the evening. He wouldn’t wake up. I even moved him from the couch to his bed and he wouldn’t wake up. I knew I was going to be in trouble now. He did get out of bed to find me around seven. He climbed on me and went back to sleep. QV picked him up and carried him back to bed. We hoped he would sleep all night long now. I didn’t think it would happen, so I went to bed at seven thirty (I did get up early - at six - which I am no longer used to after only two weeks.) The MM woke up at nine thirty and stayed awake, playing, until two thirty in the morning. It’s eight now and he’s still asleep. We’re going to visit my parents, O & O, today. Hopefully, I’ll do better with The MM schedule.

I cried last night not because my sleep was disturbed although that never makes me happy. Because I couldn’t fall right to sleep and stay asleep, I started thinking. I thought about work. It seemed like it was so long ago that I worked and I sort of miss not having a place to go to each day - you know, like an easy plan for my days. And I miss the familiarity of the people and that they’ve mostly made no effort to contact me. First I tried to block the bad feelings and then I remembered that I’m not doing that anymore. I am now looking at my bad thoughts and feelings and examining them instead of running from them. So I cried.

And right then I got the opening for my book, tSLBoM, and how it should be written. The plan and layout came to me in the middle of my tears and fears. Not a bad trade off.

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Who's Your Daddy?

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This fellow's name is Gideon. He will end up as part of the cover art for all of my future self-published books. He is the second element of the cover for the Salt Lovers' Book of Magic.