Huff-Puff! Time for More Chapters

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I’ve just finished typing up half a dozen new chapters of The Temptation and sending them to Susan. The action of the story is heating up, so I’ll have to get out there tomorrow with my legal pad to find out where it goes next. I also write my Newswithviews column today, and for some reason, I’m really tired.

What will happen as Lord Chutt tries to dig up the ruins of Old Obann? Well, I can’t tell you that, not yet.

To rest my mind, I’m re-reading M. R. James’ collected ghost stories–surely the best ghost stories ever written.

And now to see if my printer is agreeable to printing the new chapters.

‘The Temptation’ Marches On

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I’ve typed up another 3,000+ words of The Temptation (Book No. 11 in my Bell Mountain series), and I am too pooped to pop. But I have to present these books in sets of four or five chapters at a time so that Susan can edit them. Just in case I take a wrong turn somewhere, I don’t want to have to find out after I’ve written the whole thing.

Boss Redegger the crime baron has returned, Lord Orth has to choose which way to go when both ways seem right, and there’s a lot going on in Old Obann (not a nice place). And Wytt has his hands full, trying to protect stupid humans…

I love doing this, and to God be the glory. He gives me these stories; I just do my best to write them down.

Hooray! Progress!

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Okay! Thirteen chapters of The Temptation are written, typed, and ready to be sent to my editor, Susan. I have no idea how to do that anymore, but my wife does. Today she succeeded in sending edited articles, and they actually got there. It’ll take me a while to learn the new procedure.

Meanwhile, Book No. 10, The Silver Trumpet, has gone through its first cycle of editing–my copy editor’s name is Kathy, and she’s great–and is waiting for me to go over it. We need cover art, a blurb, etc.

Now all we need is for Robbie, our cat, to start getting better. The medicinal ear gel is easy to administer, and we pray it will kick in soon.

For the time being, exhaustion is setting in…

I’m Still Writing a Book

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One of the unusual animals you’ll encounter in my books…

Don’t let anyone tell you writing a fantasy novel is easy.

Somehow today I have finished another half-dozen chapters in my new Bell Mountain book, The Temptation (No. 11 in the series), which is beginning to live up to its title. I give God the glory for that.

Robbie is all wiped out from her visit to the vet, Peep is hissing and growling at us because we have a vet’s office smell on us, Patty is trying to do more paperwork for Aunt Joan’s Medicaid while fearing for the health of our poor cat, and our poor country is being torn apart by lunatics. Other than that, everything’s just ticketty-boo.

The book soldiers on. Lord Chutt might be cracking up, and maybe the whole city of Obann with him. We shall see. I won’t know what happens till I write it.

Progress on ‘The Temptation’

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Books don’t write themselves. You have to be there, writing them. This has been difficult for me, these past two weeks: doctor appointments, car inspection, really horrible weather, and so on.

Nevertheless, I plug away at it, trusting in the Lord to give me the story that He wants me to tell. Ten chapters of Book No. 11, The Temptation, are written. Fnaa, King Ryons’ double, has just gone down in history, although he doesn’t know it yet. Lord Orth is preparing for a long missionary trip into the Wallekki country. And if you haven’t read any of my Bell Mountain books so far, those last two sentences won’t make a lick of sense.

It has become necessary to re-visit Old Obann, the massive ruins across the river from the living city. It was the capital of Obann’s empire, destroyed by God’s wrath in the Day of Fire. It is not a nice place. I wouldn’t recommend messing about with it, but Lord Chutt, the usurper-in-chief, never listens to me. He has plans.

I won’t find out what happens next until I write it.

Rain, Rain, and Work

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It’s been raining all day long. I’ve been working on preparing the first six chapters of The Temptation for my editor, while Patty toils away through the infinite amount of paperwork required by the government to get Aunt Joan on Medicaid. Our cats have conked out. Even the traffic on this blog has slowed to less than a crawl.

Anyhow, check out the picture–a beast of this general description plays a dramatic role in Bell Mountain No. 10, The Silver Trumpet. It’s not a nice animal and it doesn’t do nice things. But it is an interesting animal.

Time to stop writing for a while: I’m kind of tuckered out. I’ll be back when it’s time for a cat video.

All Aboard for Obann!

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My wretched sinuses have gone back to sleep, and today I finally was able to start typing up the first six chapters of my new book, The Temptation (No. 11 of my Bell Mountain series). Two chapters now in the can!

Will it have giant flightless birds in it (see above)? You bet! It will also have heroes and villains, courage and cowardice, the whole shootin’ match. Not to mention a couple of new characters who have just recently shown up at my door.

Meanwhile, there’s a comment contest going. Whoever posts Comment No. 15,000 wins an autographed book. There are about 300 comments to go, so don’t say I didn’t give you notice. Anyone can play, and all comments are eligible except for comments abusive to anybody else on this site, or containing profanity or blasphemy, commercials thinly disguised as comments, or remarks simply too inane to be considered.

I will try to arrange a gaudier prize–say a six-week Caribbean cruise aboard the luxury liner Patna, much refurbished since Lord Jim abandoned it–but of course I can’t promise to pull it off.

My New Book Marches On

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I was stuck at the bank all morning, arranging Aunt Joan’s finances and providing for her continued care. After what seems like an eternity of frustrated wanderings in a bureaucratic labyrinth, that business seems to be just about done.

It’s been a week since the Lord gave me, out of the blue, a big chunk of the plot of my new book, The Temptation (that would be No. 11 in my Bell Mountain series), and I have steamed ahead to write five chapters of it. Considering all the interruptions and distractions, not bad!

What kind of distractions? Well, yesterday the cops showed up to lead away some guy next door, after cuffing his hands behind his back. He was shirtless. I don’t know who he was or what he might have done, but it was pretty distracting.

Ah! But Lord Chutt found himself in a serious spot of trouble yesterday, and against my expectations, Ysbott the Snake has, at least for the time being, bailed him out of it. I can hardly wait to see what happens next.

But first I’ve got to write it.