Posts by Leona Wisoker:
I haven’t posted in quite some time, so here’s a reassurance and an update all at once. I’ve been dealing with my mom’s death, which has hit me both harder and easier than I expected. She was the absolute center of my life in recent years, and it’s surreal to have that focus gone.
I’ve still been writing. Book 5 is back in editorial for the second check over. I did a fair amount of overhaul to the initial draft, so my editor’s having to look at a lot of stuff from scratch. I should have the revised edits back within the next week, and trust me I’ll be turning them around as fast as humanly possible. I have high hopes that this will be the last pass and I can send it to my publisher by July as promised. Pray for me, friends and neighbors…. 🙂
That being said, I want to take a moment to point to an absolutely wonderful post by Chuck Wendig about the fact that books take the time they damn well take. So there you go. Enjoy. It helped me a great deal.
I’m finally beginning to feel like myself again. This means I’ll start pushing and ranting about politics very soon, and I’ll be writing more. I’ve begun working on the edits for the latest side story (Moir Choices) the last few days, and I estimate that will probably take me some concentrated effort to turn around quickly. I want Moir Choices to come out before Book 5 is released! Then again, I want a lot of things that aren’t likely to happen. So.
I’m sure this post is a bit more rambly than usual. I’m still feeling great big soggy gaps in my brain. Thanks for being patient with me! 🙂
My mother, Renate Wisoker, passed away at home, peacefully and without pain, on April 22, 2017. The official obituary can be found here. For my own, personal eulogy to my mother, which I somehow managed to get through reading at the memorial service without crying, please continue reading. I am a writer. Those of you […]
I’m home again, from my most recent Florida trip. The garden is starting to bloom. The pineapple sage has, improbably, migrated six feet to the side and into an entirely different bed. The lavender did not survive the winter. The ferns did. I’m waiting to see if the baby fig tree is going to recover […]
Over the last few months, I’ve put out a couple of blog posts about the process of my mom slowly dying. She’s been fighting lung cancer, and last year it metastasized to her brain. The docs gave her until about Christmas 2016 at best. I’m fresh out of poetic, meaningful rambles about that. I’m planning […]
On FB, Twitter, and personal conversations of late, I’ve been seeing the same tacks develop in conversation after conversation. I can predict the curve of the conversation and whether I’ll have to block/cut off the person in question within their first two comments. (I’m being generous.) I’m going to detail those arcs here, and I’ll […]