Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
I'm grateful for the changes of the seasons. Aside from the pleasant sense of something new that comes with the changing weather, they make such nice well-defined points to regroup one's forces, reorganize one's closet and drawers and bookshelves, start fresh with a new daily schedule or start a new project.
Granted, the weather hasn't actually gotten crisp yet. But September 1st sounds like a nice starting-over point, even if the weather doesn't want to cooperate. And incidentally, I remembered while composing this post that September 1st is also the four-year anniversary of this blog. I shall be very cliché and remark airily, "How time flies!"
The big news of today is that Corral Nocturne is now available for pre-order on Amazon Kindle! To quote Miss Matty, pre-orders are something that I have wished for for an age, so you can imagine how delighted I was when Amazon rolled out this new feature recently. The official release date is November 1st, so mark your calendars, mark it to-read on Goodreads, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera...
I spent the last week of August on vacation, and finding myself in need of some serious de-stressing, avoiding any kind of writing or publishing work. Which involved swimming, re-reading War and Peace (yes, I am odd; I read Tolstoy to relax), listening to my favorite Michael Buble songs, one particularly lovely afternoon picnicking by a lake, and just "doing nothing" (Christopher Robin would approve). Before that, though, I was putting Corral Nocturne through the final step in the process of writing historical fiction: last-minute fact-checking. This involves things like double-checking the dates of origin for phrases and inventions and finding out exactly what the different parts of a farm wagon are called. There's always a few things to check on at the last minute, though I try to do these things as I go along too. One of my nicest evenings earlier this summer was spent sitting on a boulder on a hillside, watching fireworks over the city and river below, and calculating their distance from me and taking note of what they sounded like at that distance. A session with Google Maps a few days later to find out exactly how far I was from the fireworks proved to my satisfaction that either by instinct or fortunate chance, I had the fireworks in Corral Nocturne behaving just as they should.