I'm back again. I apologize for the sudden disappearance, but I've been sick. Literally for the last three weeks I've been down with something or another. First I was battling with a staph infection, for which I got antibiotics that I'm apparently allergic to that gave me hives and blisters on my tongue! Got the meds switched, but as soon as I finished my round of antibiotics, wham, a flu comes by to make my day. I'm still not completely well, but certainly better than I was.
At least I can say for all the time I've spent being sick, it's still managed to be mostly productive when I'm not busy blowing my nose or passed out on the couch. I've been doing little else in my waking hours besides working on either my outlines, writing first drafts of scenes, and research, I don't have much actual time wasters to share for these last couple weeks. The closest thing to time wasting I've done is watch Cowboys and Aliens (decent movie, not what I expected, but that's not necessarily a bad thing) and the long-anticipated The Secret World of Arrietty.
As I expected, I loved the movie, though perhaps not quite as much as I have most of Hayao Miyazaki's other movies. It's ending didn't satisfy me as much as I'd hoped, but that's probably because it went a direction I wasn't expecting while simultaneously making me want more story. Still it was a great, warm film with a dash of funny scenes (loved the Haru character) to spice it up.
Aside from working and being sick, life has been fairly dull. Or at least it would be if it weren't for the hoards of spiders showing up in our house like they're vacationers and we're the cheapest Motel 6 around! Found one lounging in my kitchen sink of all places today. A big brown recluse at that! Brown recluse my butt! According to everything I've ever read on them, they are supposed to like dark, undisturbed places, but these guys aren't shy in the least and they seem to prefer places that are near light. I think some mad scientist has been collecting normal recluses, infusing them with moth DNA, then setting them loose in my house to wreck havoc on my nerves. It's days like this that make me consider moving to the Arctic. If I could just get good internet access there.
I've gotten a decent amount of outlining done for the series (still a bit vague at this point and I'm far from finished, but making progress in the right direction) and I'm currently working on a new opening scene in the first book, Bad Blood, though I'm a little unsure about it at the moment. Needs more work.
I have another reason for my absence, my computer. I don't know why, but I kept having errors. It wouldn't load the internet despite having access, had random crashes, ran only a little faster than a snail in February, froze up with only a single page/window open, and so on. On top of that, my computer kept insisting that my copy of windows wasn't valid, even though I know otherwise. So I finally made a decision. I've switched my poor laptop over to running Ubuntu. And now, miraculously, my computer works (mostly) right again! I have to adjust to there being some programs I won't be able to run anymore, such as iTunes and Kindle for PC (annoying, but I'll live), but at least I can actually work without fear of my computer suddenly crashing and loosing what I've written and being able to get on the internet without everything freezing up. So back to work I go!