I was raised in the canebreak by an ol' momma lion

So, suddenly and with only a little bit of warning -- we're busy.

Well.  I'm busy.

Steve was already busy.  Being lead on a novel comes with an "I'm busy" card.  Plus, he's already recorded a short story for Patreon.  Here's the link.

Me, though, I had a couple things on my plate -- getting the taxes ready for the accountant, a short story that may come under contract a little further down the line, that Archers Beach universe story I've been thinking about, the next novel after Steve's got done with his two.  Also, I'd been thinking about another Liaden story or two, for inclusion in a new chapbook.  So -- work, but not a lot of work.

And then?  I started going through the "cope with this after you've healed" folder on my desk, and I discovered that I had some splinters for eventual posting on Splinter Universe (there's one up now, with author commentary, at this link).

The rest of the splinters in hand are Liaden in nature, and the plan is to get them up in a more-or-less leisurely manner.  First, I have to do something about the color scheme at Splinter Universe.

Then, Steve had finished drafting a story that Would Not Be Quiet just before my foot got rebuilt, and I put it aside to read until I was back on both feet.  That story -- "The Gate that Locks the Tree In: A Minor Melant'i Play for Snow Season" -- is destined to become a chapbook, Adventures in the Liaden Universe® Number 30.

So, this is what's lined up, so far:

1  Do the taxes
2  Edit, format, put on sale "The Gate That Locks the Tree In"
3  Write short story
4  Fix Splinter Universe template
5  Plot  and write Archers Beach story
6  Type in Liaden snippets/write author commentary for each
7 Plot and write story(ies) for Adventures in the Liaden Universe® Number 31
8  Post Liaden snippets
9  Plot and write Liaden novel
10 Confer with Steve over producing possible "outtake" chapbook

So, that'll keep me busy for a while, I guess.

And now you're up to date.

Today's blog title brought to you by Tennessee Ernie Ford, "Sixteen Tons."