I finished reading the second out of nine research books last night. Research is probably one of my favorite parts of writing. I’ve written two other novels and I have to be honest and say that the research on those works was minimal. I know not every story requires research. I’m sure there are novelists out there with tomes in the heads from years of experience. I am not one of those novelists. I don’t travel enough, I don’t socialize enough, and for the most part I don’t have a nearly interesting enough profession. So that means I have to pretty much vamp off of other people’s experiences. Biographies FTW!

The next short story I’m working on is called Ghost Garden. It’s going to be right at 1400 words, because that’s the max for the contest it’s going to. It’s plotted and ready to write. I had planned on doing it last night, but the house mat and I decided to go see the new mummy movie. It was bad. It was bad on many levels. It’s good to see really bad movies though. Teaches you what not to do with your story.

I see my daughter tonight, but after that I can get the writing done. I also need to get some writing house cleaning done. I looked through my work last night and I have a few stories that could probably get picked up with a few revisions. These are shorter works, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.

Well, back to work for me.

Also, it was like 105 here yesterday. Texans aren’t sent to hell, it’s not really punishment.