July is the month of adventure. Today I leave for abroad, and when I get return, I move to a new state. It is the most wonderful thing, to travel, and I intend to enjoy it very much.

Of course, no adventure is complete without a book to keep one company during the lulls of getting from place to place. I’m reading two books right now. One is the science fiction thriller Wool and the other is The Ladies of Grace Adieu, by Susanna Clarke, the author of Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. This will be my plane book, I think. 

I also intend to update you all with my travels, especially if I happen upon some bookstores (I will, I can tell you that). The only trouble is I don’t think I will have much room to bring all the books I desire back home.

As for writing- yes, I still do that. Every day. One short story is still in with a magazine. I have a feeling they like it. I like it very much. Another magazine liked it but not enough to publish. Another short one is being edited later tonight. 

The long project is about 100 pages in. I call it my skeleton. I am simply trying to set all the bones right with this first draft. Then I will add the muscle, the necessaries that are required to make the story functional and strong. Then I can add the fat, the lush, delicious descriptions that make the story feel good; these are the details that make it mine.

One stage at a time. I will get published, I can promise you that- it is only a matter of when. If it takes five or ten or twenty years, I am okay with that (though I’d be perfectly okay if it happened to be tomorrow).