I set a goal of 30 hours of editing on Seeds of Blood for the month. I officially have at least 41. Which doesn’t count various hours spent researching new stuff to get unstuck in various places, but there you go.
And I’m still not nearly done on this round of editing, because fight scenes – and challenges – are just… slow to write. Grr. But progress is being made, if I have to drag out details on the mystical value of Venus flytraps and the weirdest critters of the Blue Ridges to do it.
Yes, Venus flytraps. I know most people are familiar with the cultivated forms, but they’re native to North Carolina, and there is real folklore associated with them. 🙂 Part of it comes in handy for our heroes trying to get their hands on an informant. As in, “Here, fishie, fishie, fishie….”
This is either going to work out brilliantly or go down in folkloric flames. Eep.