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02 June 2016 @ 07:23 pm

I haven’t been blogging much because life has been exceptionally chaotic lately, and not in a good way. (Dad and his bionic brain are doing fine, in case you leap to worrying about that.)

Among very many other things, we were informed about six weeks ago that the company my husband works for has lost its contract and the entire site was being made redundant, so Ted’s out of a job as of the end of next week.

We’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out what we’re going to do. We still don’t know for absolute sure.

One potential route is pursuing my career as the breadwinning one, and Ted becoming the House Spouse for a while, giving me 20ish hours a week in which I can write while he takes on full-time parenting duties and takes up some project management stuff for my independent publishing–things I need and want to do but just don’t have time to between parenting and trying every once in a while to get some writing done.

Obviously I would love this. I mean, do you *know* how much writing I can do in 20 hours a week? (Somewhere between 20 and 30,000 words, broadly speaking: about 25-30% of a Walker Papers novel, for reference, or an entire novella, or (theoretically) four or five short stories, although short stories don’t usually actually go that fast)). I have a theory, actually, that given an exhaustive synopsis and 2 solid weeks to write all day every day in, I could write the bulk of most any 100Kish book that I tried my hand at.

I would *dearly* love to test this theory. Ted, actually, would like me to be able to, because Ted is possibly even more confident in my abilities than I am.

Buuuuut of course relying on a writer’s income is an alarmingly deep pit of potential terror. Ted’s getting some severance that will keep the wolf from the door for a bit. I’ve just signed a contract for something that will hopefully bring in some money next year (as soon as I get the countersigned contract back I’ll tell you what it is and you’ll (hopefully) all go SQUEE!), and I’ve just applied for something amazing that I won’t hear back about for months, but–but argh!

The thing is that we’re both pretty damned sure that if I can get enough time to write, I can probably release an independent book QUARTERLY and that we can make this work. But there’s lead time in here, time where I’m writing and getting things edited and cover art and the whole production process where the stuff I’m doing RIGHT NOW obviously can’t make any money YET but if we can just make it far enough to GET to the point where I’m able to release books that frequently then WOW IT COULD WORK.

If we can get to that point.

So this is where I boost the Patreon again!

I’ve just fin…well, almost finished, the most recent Old Races collection, so those stories are there waiting to be read, and in the next couple days I’ll be talking about what I’m going to be doing with it for the next few months.

This is also an excellent time to buy my books! Not that there’s any bad time, but now is definitely good. :) (Actually, I tend to imagine people reading my blog probably have anyway, but it doesn’t hurt to mention it! :))

So, yeah. Potentially exciting things ahead, but a hell of a road to travel to get to them.

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

01 June 2016 @ 11:34 pm

…including but not limited to Esmerel, Silkblade, Novella, Chaz’s cousin, Morgan Freeman, Marilyn Monroe, and Superman!

Regular blogging might resume tomorrow, but don’t hold your breath. It’s been a hell of a month.

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

16 May 2016 @ 01:39 pm

I cast off on Indy’s scarf-not-a-scarf-way-too-short-totally-a-cowl-that’s-what-i-meant-it-to-be last week and today nerved myself up to try stitching it together to see if it would make a cowl or if I in fact had to tear the whole thing out and do it again. So I stopped halfway up the seam to see if it would fit over Indy’s head, and he loved it that way:


So I’ve declared it done. O.O :)

I started a scarf for me. (This will actually be a scarf, I have enough yarn.) The point of pride with this was successfully knitting a second color into the scarf so, woo woo, I’m very impressive!


I have big ambitious plans to make a matching scarf/hat/mittens set with this sparkly black and blue yarn. :)

My mother-in-law and a friend who knits came to visit for a couple of weeks, and the friend has left me a big pile of yarn that she brought with her but didn’t do anything with while she was here. I have thoughts for a couple of the yarns (at least a couple more scarves; look, I’m not wildly ambitious here right now, okay?) and I’m sorta chuffed to have the stuff to experiment with, so it’ll be fun over the next several months. Or more. :)

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

11 May 2016 @ 03:52 pm

I’ve released two books back to back so far this year, MAGIC & MANNERS in March, followed by ATLANTIS FALLEN in April.

As an experiment, I priced ATLANTIS FALLEN $2 cheaper than M&M, to see if the number of sales at the lower price point made up for or (hopefully) outstripped the profit I make off the higher purchase price of MAGIC & MANNERS.

It did. Just barely. It took about 28 of its first 30 days to catch up to MAGIC & MANNERS’ first month, and in the last couple days it inched into making slightly more money than M&M had, but we’re talking about…$110 more. Which is nothing to sneeze at, but it’s also not a great argument for quantity over…er. Higher price point. Whatever single word we would use to mean that. :)

There are an overwhelming number of unknowns in this variable, making it pretty well impossible to say whether ATLANTIS FALLEN would have done (financially, for me) just as well at $9.99 as it did at $7.99. Just a few of those variables are:

– it was the second book I released in a row; perhaps at $9.99 it would’ve sold fewer copies because of that

– it’s urban fantasy vs historical fantasy, and urban fantasy is kind of what CE Murphy is Known For, so perhaps the price point didn’t matter at all because of Preferred Genre status

– I promoted MAGIC & MANNERS pretty damn relentlessly its first month but was much more lacksadaisical about ATLANTIS FALLEN

All of those and other things could be factors. Absolutely no way of telling.

A thing I’m finding really interesting, though, is that throughout April, and so far in May, MAGIC & MANNERS is only slightly behind ATLANTIS FALLEN in absolute number of sales (and consequently slightly head in actual profit, because of the price point difference).

The wonderful thing about that, from my perspective, is that although I have a perception that readers feel Urban Fantasy is My Thing, it may be really that CE Murphy is My Brand and that’s what people are buying, more than a specific genre. Which is what a writer hopes for, of course, so yay! (Especially yay because whoo boy do I have a wide variety of stuff coming out over the next several months! :))

At any rate, I think I’m going to leave ATLANTIS FALLEN at $7.99 and see how the two books play out over the course of several months or even a year, just out of curiosity. All of this is a long-term game

Oh, and for those who are curious: NO DOMINION, which was released, er, several years ago now, doesn’t seem to be getting any kind of boost from the new books. It’s still selling about what it has been the past couple-three years, which is both interesting and totally fine. If its sales represent the long-term income/sales numbers for any given book then someday that’ll be a modestly decent income to rely on. So that’s cool.

Obligatory link salad:
Kobo || Kindle || Nook || Amazon || Audible
& at bookstores near you! (ask them to order you a copy!)

iBooks || Kindle || Kobo || Nook

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

09 May 2016 @ 11:10 am

“You don’t point very well, do you, Grandpa?” said one of my father’s grandsons, critically, when that child was about aged five.

It’s true, though. Grandpa didn’t point very well, because 15+ years ago my Dad developed what’s called an essential tremor, which is, as I understand it, basically a short in the electrical wiring of the brain that causes (usually) the sufferer’s dominant hand to shake uncontrollably, but which can also affect the other hand, the head, and the gait.

Dad, never one to do things by half measures, got the whole lot. It’s gotten increasingly dramatic, and he hasn’t been able to write with a pen or pencil for well over a decade, or eat without holding nearly everything—cups, utensils, food that can be eaten by hand—in both hands, to render some degree of control over its motion. It’s not much control, though, and it’s exacerbated by the fact that repeating the action makes the shake worse, so it goes from not being able to pick something up steadily to his hand wobbling dramatically off toward the sky when he even tries to reach for something.

It’s a fairly common disability, it turns out, affecting about 1 in 10 people over the age of 60. I didn’t even know it was that common until a few days ago.

It’s also pretty damn debilitating, and for the past couple years Dad’s been in contact with a neurologist in Dublin who ran a bunch of tests, shouting with delight as Dad, attempting to touch his chin or pick up a cup, shook more and more extensively, until the gestures were wholly and completely out of control.

This doesn’t sound like something that you’d be shouting with delight over, but to the neurologist, it was proof positive that Dad was probably a perfect candidate for something called Deep Brain Stimulation, which sounds pretty dramatic but is in fact even more dramatic than it sounds, because it MAKES YOU A CYBORG. Surgeons insert (very slender) wires deep into the brain, reconnecting the part that’s shorting out, then run the wires under the skin to behind the ear, then down behind the ear, along the neck, to a pacemaker inserted under the collarbone.

Dad had DBS surgery Wednesday morning.

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(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

22 April 2016 @ 07:13 pm

More from the photo archives; a glorious winter day in 2003, where I lay in the snow and took pictures of rimfrosted trees, and of my puppy snoofling me. <3 rimfrost



(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

20 April 2016 @ 07:55 pm

I dream of a world in which I have a Look. A Vibe. A Fashion. A Thing of some goddamn kind, anyway. As I’m a fan of the whole multiverse concept, I believe that that world probably exists, but sadly, it’s not this world.

Once in a while, though, I have a day of Aesthetic. Today is 21st Century Gibson Girl, courtesy of twisting my hair up into a bun (which I haven’t done in forever) and my ankle-length, kickpleated-to-the-hip, poofed-shoulder, princess-seamed black velvet-collared coat.

People really give you a long look, when you’re wearing an ankle-length flowing coat.


I couldn’t get a good picture of the whole ensemble without going and finding a mirror, which I was too lazy to do, but nothing is perfect. And also I’m quite fond of those sunglasses, even though after two years of having them I’m still not really used to prescription sunglasses and think I’m wearing contacts and am thus confused when I take them off and can’t see clearly. :)


We have here proof positive that I redyed my stripe brown and left the temples grey for an Old School Rogue Effect, although honestly, I really miss my stripe. But I like the temples. :)

Honestly, I think my Ideal Aesthetic is sort of Retro Matrix. That could be thing, right?


(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

19 April 2016 @ 04:16 pm

I was–well, really–trying to bore myself to sleep the other night by seeing how many of the US presidents I could remember. Fewer than 20, reliably, as it turned out. The whole thing went like this:

Obama, Bush Jr, Clinton, Bush Sr, Reagan, Carter…wait, uh. Spiro Agnew wasn’t ever actually president, who was it in there…well. nevermind, Nixon, Johnson, Kennedy, then, uh, Eisenhower probably, Truman, FDR for sure…H…Hoover? No, he was the FBI guy… WILSON DEFINITELY WE GOT WILSON YEAH uh…Teddy Roosevelt…

…GRANT AND LINCOLN FOR SURE but no who are we kidding the 19th century’s basically just a big blank maybe if I come at it from the other end: Washington Jefferson Adams the other Adams uh Hamilton? No, he was never President, thank you Lin-Manuel Miranda for that knowledge I really gotta listen to your musical, um Johnson maybe? The one who was a real son of a bitch? (Jackson, it turns out.)

Nope, nope, can’t think of anybody else, there was that guy after Lincoln who died really fast (Garfield, except it turned out I was actually thinking of William Henry Harrison, who died of pneumonia after 32 days in office and who preceded Lincoln by Some Time) and there was somebody right after Lincoln who wasn’t Kennedy, Kennedy was his secretary and Kennedy had a secretary named Lincoln, I wonder if any of that’s true, it could have been another Johnson maybe, it was some kind of really common name like that…

Anyway, I went to sleep. :)

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

18 April 2016 @ 04:51 pm

Picoreview: The Losers: Good fun.

I kept seeing screenshots from The Losers on Tumblr, and commented on some funny bits and got into a discussion with one of my followers there and anyway it ended up with me having a copy of the movie and I finally got a chance to watch it last night.

It’s appallingly dude-heavy (there are, off the top of my head, only 3 speaking roles for females, one of whom is a little girl) but the dudes are very appealing: Idris Elba, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Chris Evans, and two with whom I was not previously familiar, Óscar Jaenada and Columbus Short (Jaenada is v. hot and Short is pleasantly attractive.), so, I mean, yeah, wow, talk about easy on the eyes.

Along with Zoe Saldana as the sole female part worth mentioning, they *do* get points for a main cast that sports four people of color and only two white guys, or an even split between POC and white guys if you include the two main bad guys.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough to bring it to the wider attention of viewers, apparently, since it made less than no money. It’s a damn shame the film got made before Elba, Evans or Saldana became bigger names (JDM, much as I love him, is as big as he’s ever gonna get), because it’s actually pretty darn good and probably deserved a broader audience than it got. Chris Evans is very funny in it (and has the show-stealing scenes), and Idris Elba brings the ferocity in a very American accent.

Jason Patric was…deliberately awful as the bad guy. I mean, he went for it, full out evil billionaire, but what it mostly did was serve to highlight how utterly fantastic Holt McCallany was as his Lead Henchman. Which was okay, because McCallany really was wonderful. :)

A thing that I didn’t expect was that although it was violent, nearly all the violence took place between the frames, off screen, or in a deliberately (admirably, even) comic-book style which made it watchable from my perspective. I was relieved, actually, because I’d kind of thought it might be gonna be too bloody for me, but it wasn’t at all.

And there were actually plot twists I didn’t expect! Which was especially fun because I was live-commenting it at the Tumblr friend who brought it all to my attention, and I kept being like O NO THEY DIDN’T! I think she had as much fun as I did. :)

Anyway, yeah, an unexpectedly decent film. Will Watch Again!

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

15 April 2016 @ 11:10 am

Sadly, no, I have not been home lately to take these pictures; they’re from 2003, when several of us went out kayaking on Eklutna Lake, outside of Anchorage, on a ridiculously glorious day.



I’m going through my digital photo archives, trying to clean them up and get rid of all the terrible pictures, which is something I’ve been meaning to do for, uh, ever. Mostly it’s not very hard, but these Alaska photos do make me homesick.

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)