In like a lion

So far my power has failed several times (thankfully only missed the first 10 minutes of Agent Carter's finale). It's one helluva storm. Of course this is the night I chose to do a bean soup in the slow cooker.

I'm also happy to say I don't need the subtitles much in Carter. My Italian is coming along. Man, I sure hope Agent Carter gets renewed. It's on the chopping block. I don't get it. It's smart. It's fun. It has a strong woman. Oh right, most of those things don't matter. Sigh.

I have some neat links to share

how to set a novel in a place you're unfamiliar with

Book publicity tips

Remedies for writer's apathy

writing motivation by Chuck Wendig Do I even have to say this is NSFW? Speaking of which the downside of having Mom and other relatives on Facebook is mom lecturing me for swearing (like I think I said damn and/or asshole) and THAT made me want to swear more.


And I NEED to retire here. Seriously. I am so sorry I missed this when I was in Wales. I wanted to go but couldn't swing it.
Hay on Wye.

And it's hard to think in some ways it's March already. And in others, Jan/Feb were so damn miserable and death filled they seemed to last a year.