December 28th, 2007

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questions from the peanut gallery

Someone asked if I had any plans to finish CENTENARIAN and when it would be published. Yes, I do plan to finish it sometime (that would be one of the projects I'd *like* to do, but have no idea if I *will* do in 2008). I do not have a publisher for it, nor will I search for one until after the book is done*, because I am not going to commit myself to more than 2 contracted novels a year ever again**.

However, when I do write more on it, I'll be posting it. It's my Pixel-Stained Technopeasant Wretch project, and perhaps at some point I'll be crass enough to put up a paypal button with the story, but mostly it's for the fun of writing it and presenting something directly to readers. There's no real pressure aside from that which I apply myself and the occasional note from a reader saying, "More?" (which is lovely), and after the last few years, having a dilettante project is very appealing. (This is why my agent and editor both told me I needed to get a hobby that wasn't writing. They're so very right.)

Someone else expressed dismay over the Negotiator Trilogy, specifically the "trilogy" part of that, and wondered if there was any chance I might expand that into the Negotiator Series.

No and yes: Margrit's story will be finished at the end of the trilogy. But there are a number of other books I could write about the Old Races, none of which I have any intention of writing any time soon. Maybe when the Walker Papers are done, if people are still buying urban fantasy in that far-off day.

This, you may surmise, is not very much like getting work done. I had better get to it.

*Except for once I've got a proposal together for it, which will happen 2 more chapters and a synopsis from now, there is a publisher I very very very much want to work with who would like to see it, and who wants to see the S&3 as soon as it's available so they can have a chance at actually getting the book...

**Unless ANGLES sells as a trilogy, in which case I will make an exception.
baking

keep me out of the kitchen.

We bought a cute little pork roast to make for dinner. I put it in the oven in a glass pan and roasted it up. After I took it out, I realized I'd completely forgotten to SEASON it. *sigh*

The potatoes turned out to be what the Irish call "floury", and began to dissolve in the boiling water.

I had a couple of granny smith apples. I made applesauce with them. I burned it.

Each of these things finished at a completely different time, and because the applesauce pan had burnt apples stuck to its edges, I did not have time/inclination to wash that pan and put the green beans on to boil so they'd be ready at the same time the potatoes were. I ended up washing the floury potato pan instead, making the veggies that much later.

Despairing, but confident I couldn't make anything worse, I scraped the glass pan free of the juice and fat and put it into a cast iron pan and made gravy, in hopes that I might make something to make the bland pork roast slightly more interesting to eat.

My mother makes the best gravy in the world. I am horribly trepidatious about making gravy. I've only made it about six times, which of course makes me *more* trepidatious about making it, because I have no practice.

This was easily the best gravy I have ever made. It was good enough to be Mom's. It made the pork roast taste wonderful.

The apples, it turned out, were barely scorched, and the applesauce turned out just fine.

Still, I think maybe I should stay out of the kitchen for the rest of the night.
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catie_cute

keep me out of the kitchen.

We bought a cute little pork roast to make for dinner. I put it in the oven in a glass pan and roasted it up. After I took it out, I realized I’d completely forgotten to SEASON it. *sigh*

The potatoes turned out to be what the Irish call “floury”, and began to dissolve in the boiling water.

I had a couple of granny smith apples. I made applesauce with them. I burned it.

Each of these things finished at a completely different time, and because the applesauce pan had burnt apples stuck to its edges, I did not have time/inclination to wash that pan and put the green beans on to boil so they’d be ready at the same time the potatoes were. I ended up washing the floury potato pan instead, making the veggies that much later.

Despairing, but confident I couldn’t make anything worse, I scraped the glass pan free of the juice and fat and put it into a cast iron pan and made gravy, in hopes that I might make something to make the bland pork roast slightly more interesting to eat.

My mother makes the best gravy in the world. I am horribly trepidatious about making gravy. I’ve only made it about six times, which of course makes me *more* trepidatious about making it, because I have no practice.

This was easily the best gravy I have ever made. It was good enough to be Mom’s. It made the pork roast taste wonderful.

The apples, it turned out, were barely scorched, and the applesauce turned out just fine.

Still, I think maybe I should stay out of the kitchen for the rest of the night.

(x-posted from the essential kit)