I’m now just slightly more than halfway through the first round of copyediting J. R. Handley’s military sci-fi novel Operation Breakout, so it won’t be finished by tea time. Sorry… 🙂 At least there’s a shiny new novelette in the same setting to read while you wait.
My clone’s latest novel, Project Brimstone, needs only one more light pass of proofreading (he made a few minor changes, so I should check for comma splices) before being ready for publication. We don’t have an official release date yet, but you, O Readers of my blog, will be among the first to know. Maybe I can at least show you the cover art sometime in the next week.
My brain hurts, but I shouldn’t be wanting coffee, since the character who’s the cause (or at least the source) of my psychological coffee habit is currently in coldsleep. (Seems to be a lot of that going around these days. 🙂 ) He’s also on his way to another stellar system. “You shut up — you’re not here!” applies more than ever.
Actually, the most likely reason for my brain hurting (yes, I know it’s sinuses, not brain) is the weather we’ve been having. I’m sensitive to changes in air pressure, and the air pressure has been… I think wonky is the scientific term for it. 🙂 Spring is dust-storm season here, and the wind has been going practically nonstop for days now, rattling the windows and booming against the roof. The cats are taking it well — they’re used to it — although they do sometimes use the weather as an excuse to act crazy: “Look at me! I’ve got static in my fur! See me race around the house for no reason! See me kill this boot lace! See me… Wait, what was I doing?”
I’ve noticed a tendency for many of my “Writing Glitch” posts to contain snark directed at WordPress’ built-in spelling and grammar checker. This would happen far less often, I think, if the program were less stupid. There are people relying on that program to tell them when they’re misspelled a word or when they’ve used a word incorrectly. There are probably authors relying on that program or one much like it to edit/proofread their stories for them, thinking a computer program is more reliable than a human, since humans can make mistakes. (Please, no ‘But you’re a cyborg, not a human!’ jokes from the audience. I have no idea where JR got the idea I’m a cyborg — I told him tracking implants don’t count… and also, that’s a joke, friends — but even if I were, it would have nothing to do with my uncanny skills with the written word. 🙂 )
Speaking of WordPress and its idiot spell checker… It wants me to change him to hymn, as in, “I told hymn tracking implants don’t count…” Except where I just typed this complaint, it wants hymn changed to him. Now my brain hurts even more. I’m gonna go edit sci-fi and pretend I didn’t see that.