One more week, and I should have something resembling progress on my book to share here. In the meantime, I’m delighted to report that the man who brought you America 1844 (and to whom I am married) is now contracted to follow up with a book on 1856. This puts him in the lead among the writers of the family, but I’m fired up and thisclose to being ready to cut his lead by half.
We are also waiting to find out what kind of grade our 12-year-old got on his first attempt at something resembling a novel—a 30-page outing about a kid who goes to DragonCon. I’m not sure I could have come up with 30 typewritten pages on a single topic at his age, so that’s an accomplishment in itself.
Meanwhile, it’s just more editing and reading and generally wordsmith-y endeavors over here!