After redoing my website earlier this year, I have made an effort to keep the blog updated. But you might have noticed that it has included very few writing-related posts, so I thought I would give you all a little update on what I’m doing lately.
I’m proud to say that I finished Ghostly Scream, the fourth book in the Angel’s Voice series, last fall. However, I’m not quite ready to send it off for editing, and I can’t give you a final release date yet.
But I’m working on it!
One of the reason it’s taking me so long is because I’m also working on revising the old books in the series. It’s something I have wanted to do for a long time, and I finally got around to it. I won’t be doing any major rewriting, but the writing will get a round of polishing, so hopefully it will match the shiny new covers all the books are getting. Can’t wait till I get to show those to you!
The work is going slower than I’d have liked, but it’s steadily coming along.
In the meantime, I hope you’re enjoying my weird, random and geeky posts on this blog, even if they’re short on book news these days.
Trust me, when I finally have news, I’m going to have so, so many of them!
Now, to understand why people are sending me weaponry in the mail, I need to tell you a little story about something that happened last summer.
As I wrote about recently, I’m a big fan of renaissance fairs. Last year, as I do every year, I went to the biggest one in Denmark, Horsens Medieval Festival, with a few friends. Obviously, considering the kind of people I hang out with, we all got ridiculously excited about a stall where they sold all kinds of swords and daggers. I’m not sure how long we spent there, but I think there was drool on half the swords by the time we forced ourselves to move on.
Especially a beautiful rapier caught the attention of myself and one of my friend. I was seriously considering buying it. But at the same time my inner Responsible Adult was trying to convince me not to spent so much money on something I did not need.
(The rest of me was very much convinced that I did need it.)
I decided to give myself some more thinking time and asked the stall owner if he had a store where he sold his swords outside of markets. While he did, unfortunately it was on the other side of the country. So instead I asked him if he had a website.
And that’s where the poor guy made a mistake.
Slightly embarrassed, he confirmed that he had a website, but that it wasn’t a very good one.
I didn’t even think before blurting out, “Give me a sword and I’ll make you a better one.”
Less than 2 months before this, I had made myself promise not to take on any more freelance projects for a while, but I was rather mesmerized by all the pretty blades. I hadn’t actually expected him to agree.
We discussed it a bit back and forth, and he told me to contact him after the fair.
But there’s still more to this story.
Obviously, I mentioned this episode jokingly on Facebook, but I honestly thought this guy was just humoring the crazy chick rambling about websites, and not really serious about the project. So in the end I decided not to contact him.
Fast forward about a month.
I get a PM on Facebook from an acquaintance I don’t even know all that well. She told me she had been contacted by Den Sorte Ridder (the company with the swords) and asked about the website project.
Obviously I was confused.
Turns out the guy from DSR had confused me with another brunette he had talked to during the fair and this woman had given him a business card. By some crazy coincidence, this woman was friends with me on Facebook, because we had met at a cosplay convention years ago, and she remembered seeing my post from a while ago about offering strangers to make websites for swords.
It’s a small world.
After the confusion was cleared up, I gave her my email address so she could pass it on to DSR.
I heard nothing for a few months, so I once again dismissed the project. But lo and behold, in the end I was contacted by the guy I had talked to at the fair. We started talking details and I offered to make him a website for a sword and a webshop if he threw in another one on top. Told him it would be nice to have a sword for each hand.
He was the one who asked if I didn’t want a third one to hang in my belt. Clearly this man understands the value of bribery.
By now I have agreed to include far more features than I planned to.
The planning phase took waaaay longer than it should have (this entire story began in August of last year) because of various delays, but a few weeks ago I put my foot down and got the go-ahead to start work.
Which brings us back to the cause of this post.
I asked for a third of my payment (in this case, 1 sword) upfront and the rest once the website is done. And this is why I now have the gorgeous rapier I was gushing over nearly a year ago.
It’s amazing how rapidly I consume books when I can’t use a PC for some time. Fourth book this week is Baptism of Fire by Andrzej Sapkowski, meaning that you’ll once again have to listen to me talk about the Witcher.
My Witcher craze was dying down a bit, seeing as I didn’t have many people to geek out about it with, but I have a friend who promised me to play The Witcher 3 if it ever came to Nintendo Switch (the only gaming platform she uses).
Guess what just got announced for release later this year? She is so going to regret her promises once I’m breathing down her neck to finish this game…
Not to mention that Netflix is releasing their Witcher show some time this year as well. And I’m returning to Witcher School in October. I’m going to be insufferable, you guys.
What were we talking about again…? Oh, right. Books.
In case you didn’t guess it, ‘Baptism of Fire’ is the next book in the Witcher series. In the last book, Time of Contempt, we left Geralt badly wounded after getting caught up in a sorcerer coup, and his foster daughter Ciri joining up with a bunch of murderous outlaws after stumbling through a malfunctioning portal. Good times. I hope it goes better for them in this book, but honestly, these two are some of the unluckiest people ever and I just don’t see it happening.
Baptism of Fire
by Andrzej Sapkowski
The Wizards Guild has been shattered by a coup and, in the uproar, Geralt was seriously injured. The Witcher is supposed to be a guardian of the innocent, a protector of those in need, a defender against powerful and dangerous monsters that prey on men in dark times.
But now that dark times have fallen upon the world, Geralt is helpless until he has recovered from his injuries.
While war rages across all of the lands, the future of magic is under threat and those sorcerers who survive are determined to protect it. It’s an impossible situation in which to find one girl – Ciri, the heiress to the throne of Cintra, has vanished – until a rumor places her in the Niflgaard court, preparing to marry the Emperor.
Injured or not, Geralt has a rescue mission on his hands.
I’m on a roll this week and already reading Thud! by Terry Pratchett.
I love this book, if for nothing else, then for the name. Thud!
Is it bad that I sort of want to hit someone in the face with it, just to see if that’s the sound it’ll make…?
Another reason why this book is probably going to be awesome is because it’s part of my favorite Discworld subseries, the City Watch. Even if the last couple of books have taken a turn for the darker, Captain/Commander/Duke/Blackboard Monitor Samuel Vimes, Nobby Nobbs and the rest of Ankh-Morpork’s Finest will always have a special place in my heart.
(By the way, I can now say for a fact that the sound this book makes when knocked over by a tiny owl is, indeed, Thud!…)
by Terry Pratchett
Koom Valley? That was where the trolls ambushed the dwarfs, or the dwarfs ambushed the trolls. It was far away. It was a long time ago.
But if he doesn’t solve the murder of just one dwarf, Commander Sam Vimes of Ankh-Morpork City Watch is going to see it fought again, right outside his office.
With his beloved Watch crumbling around him and war-drums sounding, he must unravel every clue, outwit every assassin and brave any darkness to find the solution. And darkness is following him.
Oh… and at six o’clock every day, without fail, with no excuses, he must go home to read ‘Where’s My Cow?’, with all the right farmyard noises, to his little boy.
It’s exactly what it says on the tin: A book filled with the stories of the Norse gods. Seeing as I’m Scandinavian, these are stories I was told in school, but it’s nice revisiting them. I’ll never really get how Harald Bluetooth (famous Danish viking king, shut up) convinced everyone to convert to Christianity, because turning water into wine is really not as entertaining a story as a big, red-bearded thunder god dressing up as a blushing bride because he lost his hammer.
You just can’t beat that.
by Neil Gaiman
The great Norse myths, which have inspired so much of modern fiction, are dazzlingly retold by Neil Gaiman. Tales of dwarfs and frost giants, of treasure and magic, and of Asgard, home to the gods: Odin the all-father, highest and oldest of the Aesir; his mighty son Thor, whose hammer Mjollnir makes the mountain giants tremble; Loki, wily and handsome, reliably unreliable in his lusts; and Freya, more beautiful than the sun or the moon, who spurns those who seek to control her.
From the dawn of the world to the twilight of the gods, this is a thrilling, vivid retelling of the Norse myths from the award-winning, bestselling Neil Gaiman.
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