Another Healing

Another Healing

Friday, July 15, 2016

Depth of Return -- The Cover Reveal!

And here it is, my new lovely, lovely cover by Brooke Albrecht, who has captured the flavor of Another Healing and made it unique for Book Two: Depth of Return. If this doesn't express what the book is about and capture the mood, I don't know what would.

Seeing the cover makes the book feel real, as in it's really going to be published! So excited! Get ready for September 5!

Enjoy!




Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Rocks and Spiders


In addition to the beautiful lake front, our camp property contains a couple acres of woods. Ledgy, rocky woods, with lots of moss and ferns. And spiders and other creepy crawlies. For the two years that the camp has been mine, I've mostly focused on getting the building and water system in order. This summer, I decided it was time to look the other way.

I vaguely remembered being able to get to the mossy ledges and the boulders covered with ferns. I was also pretty sure there was a clearing with a clothes line around somewhere. So two days ago, armed with pruning snippers and a kinda deadly looking handsaw, I plunged into the woods on a quest to rediscover the landscape and wrench it back out of the webs of some of the biggest spiders known to humankind.

A few hours ago, I emerged victorious with a bruised knee and a muscle in my side that is not too happy with me, and covered with bites. I found the ledges and even the clothes line, and the bugs certainly found me, but I found more than I'd been looking for, too.

Someone had cleared here before me. I found traces of cut off tree trunks and old piles of brush. I knew who it had been -- my mother. It kind of gave me a chill. It is yet another example of how much I have taken over for her, mentally as well as physically, as Alzheimer's is slowly fading her away. It is such a tightrope -- honoring her memory here at camp, and yet trying to make it mine, too, while she is still alive and yet no longer able to live here. Most poignant was rediscovering some old seashells she had placed with such care among the boulders -- she had such a talent for that -- making two incongruous objects complement each other.

So I snipped away at the brush, whacked away the bugs, and thought about the past and the future. And then went back inside to nurse my aches and drink iced tea and turn on my neglected computer. Writing and clearing brush are a lot alike -- aside from hard, hard work, they make one delve into one's head and imagine a finished product that is ever changing and growing and will become part of the past as well.

My weaponry

The ledges

The ferny boulder

The clothesline

One of my mother's shells



Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Depth of Return is Getting Closer!

In just over two months, Depth of Return will be released. This book has been written, rewritten, edited, edited, and edited. (All books go through this, so this is nothing new for me.) And it's not done yet. I still have to read it one more time at the galley stage, but it's essentially done because if I want to change anything now, I have to go on my knees before the publisher and essentially bleed. I feel like I have the book memorized, and yet it's unfamiliar at the same time. A lot has changed since my original draft, so when I read it, I still stumble over where new stuff has blended with old stuff. But all this has given the book a far deeper texture than my first ideas could ever have dreamed.

My original idea was pretty simple -- write a story about a new witch/demon pair. Of course James and Ambient started clamoring in my mind about that being unfair -- they wanted to be in it, too. So of course they are, along with Jules, the quirky Renaissance jeweler who helped them out at the end of their book. I like Jules. And their dog Raine wouldn't be left out, either. In fact, Depth of Return is a bit of a doggy book. I like dogs, too. And cats. And lakes and islands and canoes and thunderstorms and all the stuff that always finds its way into my books.

I honestly don't know where my two new characters came from. North and Alan just appeared and took right over. North is bossy that way. He's wonderfully rude and uptight and just wants to be left the fuck alone. He's been betrayed by family and lover, and he's pretty much done with everything at the ripe old age of twenty-six. Until he meets Alan, who is young and wide-eyed at the recent discovery that he's a demon. If two men ever needed each other, these two do. But of course there are problems -- the past never stays nicely where it has been left.

A common thread that runs through both Another Healing and Depth of Return is the problem of demons going bad. Certainly James and Ambient had to deal with one of them -- a demon named Hugh who wanted to find out everything he could about the witch/demon bond, no matter what the cost to the people he had to take apart to do it. Depth of Return has a nasty demon, too, and he wants... Well, I can't give away too much about the book. Suffice it to say that North and  Alan have problems.

Anyway, as Depth of Return finishes its march toward publication, I am feeling mostly relief at this point, but also a growing sense of excitement. A new book out at the end of summer! Yippee!

Since there is a really important thunderstorm in Depth of Return, here's a photo of a storm approaching camp I took last week.