Okay. Blog-wise, I’ve been dormant for nearly three months, and there are all sorts of reasons for that. Some are medical, which I won’t go into too much except to say that I’ve been experiencing quirky headaches for about a year, now, and with the help of a couple of doctors, I’m slowly improving. These aren’t crippling, rush-to-the-hospital headaches, either. If they were, that might be easier in some ways. On the zero-to-ten pain meter, I’ve been experiencing a level two headache for several months, which, it turns out, is enough to make you feel crazy.
But there are happy reasons for being dormant, as well. Aurora and I spent two weeks in Austria with my folks, and we just ate our way through the whole damn country. Also, a crap-ton of museums. And, oh yeah, the drinking. Beer in Salzburg; wine in Vienna. So. Much. Fun.
And, while I’ve been invisible, blog-wise, I’ve been busy, writing-wise. True, my headaches have prevented me from catching as much theater as I would like, but the new novel is proceeding apace. I hit 50,000 words before we left on vacation, and yesterday, I finished going through all my handwritten edits and printed out my third draft, which is the draft I generally allow my wife to read. If my outline is correct, this is the half-way point, which means I’m more-or-less on track to competing a solid draft by the end of the summer. The Lost City of the Metal Men will be a physical entity!
Sadly, we’re approaching the end of the theater season, and there were a number of plays by local playwrights that I really wanted to see and write about, but it simply wasn’t in the cards. But why dwell on missed opportunities? My buddy John DiFelice’s new book, Lures, drops next month, and you can preorder it here. And, I’ll be talking more about Lost City, which is some of my wackiest writing, yet. I appreciate everybody who checks out my blog, and I hope to keep you guys thoroughly entertained for a long time to come.
- Seagulls and Godot
- Murder mysteries and hidden beds