Yes, a woman’s work is never done. But sometimes it moves ahead at a satisfying pace. Here’s the weekend’s big accomplishment: The ceiling of the bedroom-to-be. It’s just under half done, since yesterday afternoon. I’d have made it farther, but I’m only good for an hour or two at a time hammering overhead. This very thin tongue-and-groove pine isn’t meant for ceilings; it’s for walls and wainscotings. But it’s working fine. Before I committed to putting it on the bedroom ceiling, I nailed a few pieces up on the ceiling of the screenporch where it held up well for a…
Author: Claire
While I was telling you I needed to take a break from the ‘Net, a message arrived telling me that RebelFire: Out of the Gray Zone is now available for Kindle. Whoohoo! And just $3.99 to buy. I owe this to Oliver Del Signore, former webmaster of Backwoods Home and now proprietor of Mason Marshall Press, which will also be picking up my Paladin titles — as soon as I provide him with new editions of some of them. Mason Marshall will publish the former Paladin titles (and perhaps others) in both Kindle and print-on-demand versions. They’ll publish the Kindle…
Yesterday came sunshine — a brief respite between cold-and-wet and windy-and-really-really-wet. Thank you, November, for the small break. I took advantage of it to go meet a local who wanted to buy St. Guinefort the Greyhound. He’d seen it at the county fair and didn’t have much trouble tracking me down because — as it turns out — he’s one of the few locals who recognize my name from my writing. It also turned out (small town and all) that we have mutual acquaintances. Best of all (aside from the fact that he bought me a nice lunch and will…
The clock says it’s 7:22, but the clock lies. Or my body does. I wish all to heck that governments would quit trying to pretend they can add or subtract time from the day. The “fall back” change is usually the easier of the two, but today the sky is leaden, there’s no warmth in the air, and the rain will be settling in any moment. I’m still lying slug-a-bed and would happily remain that way were it not for Ava and the cat staring so accusingly. With the aid of a space heater I’ve managed to get my sleeping…
If you’ve noticed more than my usual quota of typos lately, please forgive me. I’m multitasking. I wasn’t made to multitask. Here’s a smidge of what’s going on: RebelFire: Out of the Gray Zone will be going into its Kindle edition any time now. Not that I’ve done much to get it there; the bulk of the work has been my new partner/publisher’s. But I’ve done my bit with (interruptive and distracting) this-n-that’s. I’m about 1/4 done editing The Freedom Outlaws Handbook for a third edition. The other day I called it a second edition, but that’s because in the…
(Image c/o DB) Yesterday, in case you didn’t notice, was the start of the revolution to depose Trump and Pence. The revolution was well-financed enough to take out a full-page add in the New York Times (Soros, do you suppose?) but not interesting enough to draw a crowd of more than a few hundred even in the most militant college towns. Portland — that hotbed of SJW ferment — was quiet with a sparse crowd. Seattle’s big “do” was more empty space than bodies and seems to have knocked off early. Perhaps participants were worried about the snow in the…