This overly excitable headline is to tell you that I have finally (FINALLY!) finished the Edgebourne family tree. Not only have I finished it, I’ve posted it! It now has its very own page under a shiny new drop-down menu under ‘Books’ at the top of the page. (I literally discovered TODAY that I could turn the Books tab into a drop-down, after wistfully thinking about it for weeks and not actually checking to see if I could. Oops.)
But I’m also including it here, for those of you who are lazy and/or following me through some kind of feed and/or have horrible finger sprains which make extra clicks excruciatingly painful.
Look! It’s so pretty! And finished! (And in case you weren’t sure, that fellow in the very bottom left, Lord Westfield, is the hero of Thieves’ Honor. Coming out May 4th, you should definitely read it, etc. etc.)
The new page is labeled ‘Extras,’ which of course is plural. Stay tuned for more fun stuff to be added there after the book comes out!
When I first started to try to buckle down to make writing a Real Thing I Do, I bought a bunch of books about writing. Some of them were good, some were kind of silly. Many of them recommended that I read books in my genre with an analytical eye, and even try to break them down for myself into the standard parts of a plot, so I could see how others did it. This was a recommendation that invariably annoyed me, because I was a reader long before I was a writer (elementary school book-writing efforts notwithstanding), and as a reader, I can’t do anything but lose myself in a book. Like, really lose myself. I can’t read when my children are around, because they could set themselves on fire and I might not notice. I’m a deep reader, is what I’m saying. So I’ve always found it impossible to draw back from the consumption of the book as a reader to try to analyze it as a writer, which has made my attempt to learn how to write better occasionally frustrating.
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