Just back from the mountains, which was something of a mixed bag this year. There were some really lovely parts and some other bits—- well. I was sitting on the cabin porch on Friday having a whiskey and coke (one of way too many last week, but they got me through vacation in mostly one piece) and I told Joy that even more than I hate having bad things happen to me, Willim hates it when bad things happen to me. Because he knows, somehow, some way, it’s going to come back to him. Especially the bit with the leeches.
(Sorry, Willim. You should have thought of these things before you became the main character in a fantasy novel series.)
In other news, it’s not every day you get to apply first-aid lessons learned from The African Queen. A tip of the hat to Bogey, there.
During the week I did some drawing and research work for book two, lots of good sturdy worldbuilding bones to flesh out in the prose. Almost every day I did a character headshot drawing with some costume details, full color and all. I’m not the most talented artist I know, probably the least such, but drawing gives me such good ideas. There’s so much you can learn about someone based on how they dress.
But now I’m back at the day-job desk and I’m wishing I could just chuck it and write full time. I’d get books out faster (and more of them), and I wouldn’t spend my days chasing down weird expense anomalies for the head of our Compliance department. I’m reminded of the note in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, where the bio says the author spent several years in the House Elf Liaison department, which he described as “tedious in the extreme.”
If there’s anything more tedious in the extreme than House Elves, it’s Compliance Budgets. To be honest, I think I prefer the leeches.