Today, is a quick catch up:
Writing – I’ve finished the rough draft of HELL BENT, which is book 1 of the Broken Magic series. The book is told exclusively through Shame Flynn’s point of view, and while it is a spinoff of the Allie Beckstrom books, Shame isn’t Allie. His story and point of view is alternately darker and more humorous, I think. We do get to see Allie and Zay and many of the other characters in HELL BENT, but we see them through his eyes, which is a chuckle. 😉
I’ll get the first draft cleaned up, then send it off to my editor on Monday. Keep your fingers crossed that she likes it!
Reading – I’ve said for years that my reading habits have been cannibalized by the amount of time I put into writing. Usually by the end of a long work day, the last thing I want to see is more lines of words. 😉 But this year I have a goal and a plan to read a lot more. The first book on my (random) TBR pile is THE ENCHANTMENT EMPORIUM by Tanya Huff. I’m looking forward to getting into it.
Apple tree – We have an old apple tree that has been producing apples since our property was nothing more than a hill in a cherry orchard. They are the perfect sweet/sour mix, full of juice, and crunch beautifully. They put most grocery store apples to shame. One of the things I’ve always loved about the tree is the apples don’t ripen until late September-October and it holds fruit on its bare branches until the end of November. We always pluck a few off the tree to add to our Thanksgiving meal.
This year, perhaps due to the late snow and rains in the spring, the old apple tree bloomed even later. There were an abundance of apples on it for Thanksgiving and more than enough for our fresh snacking needs. Now that it is mid-January, I’m surprised to see it still has a couple dozen apples on those spindly gray branches. The tree has have become the favorite lunch spot for flocks of robins, sparrows, starlings, blue jays and other birds looking for winter food.
While watching the birds congregate has been fun, I guess it just makes me happy to see that the remaining fruit isn’t going to waste. The old apple tree might have had to adapt a bit to a change in weather, but I like to think the birds are pretty happy to have those fresh, sweet red apples in the below-freezing weather.