fragments of light

Several years ago, I wrote with my good friend, Luc Reid, a historical fantasy story for a co-writing contest (we won!), about the wife of a violin maker who enchants his violins with a dangerous and deadly magic.  We have tossed this story back and forth, submitted it, rewritten it, re-named it—now called Fragments of Light, which fits the story much better than our previous efforts, I think —resubmitted it, and finally we have decided to publish it ourselves.   And I’m glad because I love this story!  It’s personal and full of emotion and some cool magic and a mother and son.  It’s the only thing I’ve ever collaborated on and I think we did a great job working together, playing off each other’s strengths.  Go Luc and Maya!

(Luc Reid, that is, not to be confused with my lovely boy-child, Luc, who loves making up stories, but didn’t help with this one.)

Luc and I met at Orson Scott Card’s Writer’s Bootcamp in 2001 and I can NOT believe that was over a decade ago.  Shocking.

At 40 pages Fragments of Light is long for a short story but short for a novella.  We’re calling it a novelette. I’ve just asked Ida if she will do one of her wonderful covers for it, and I hope she will, I adore her work.  Watch this space for news of Fragment‘s debut!

So.  Am I avoiding getting back to work on the nightmare book by working on publishing instead?

Why yes.  Yes I am.

(What is my freaking problem with this novel???)

Want to hear my list of woes and complaints?  Excuses all, but they are such good and compelling excuses, surely no one could question that I had to take today off with my hip aching and this cold and what seems to be an ear infection coming on, oh woe is me, how could I possibly have gotten up to write this morning?  Oh no, I must needs stay in bed and rest, poor baby.  Poor, poor me.