Elmore Leonard's most famous piece of advice for writers was never start with the weather.
I, of course, start with the weather all the time. I'm even starting this post with the weather. The weather here in Louisiana has completely lost its mind over the last week. Thus far we've been fairly lucky here in New Orleans; we've had some downpours and it has been sprinkling on and off since about Wednesday, but the majority (knock wood, cross fingers, make the sign of the cross) has thus far missed us. The rest of the state has not been so lucky. There's floodings and evacuations all around us; the gulf parishes, the North Shore, Baton Rouge, Acadiana. Horrifying, absolutely horrifying.
Louisiana people, be safe out there, okay?
I finished proofing a story I have in an anthology that's going to drop soon; I'm not sure if I can talk about it publicly yet so I cannot say anything other than it's my story "Housecleaning," which I am very fond of. I was asked to write it originally for an anthology that didn't use it (one of those where I found out they weren't using it when they posted the table of contents when the book was coming out--#soprofessional), and then just have been sitting on it for awhile until I was asked to write something for THIS anthology, which happily not only decided to publish it but let me know almost immediately.
It's really not that hard, people.
As I plug along in the spice mines, I keep thinking about short stories I want to write, and essays, and things of that nature. I have two more books to write before I am out of contract; and I also have the revisions/updates I want to do for the e-versions of Bourbon Street Blues and Jackson Square Jazz that I need to get done. I also have the one project I need to revise/reread/rewrite, and then of course the next Scotty (not contracted; it needs some work but I don't want to sign a contract for it. I'll just take my time and make it right and then turn it in and hope Bold Strokes wants it). But maybe it's the Olympics; I don't know, but I am thinking I am going to finally write the figure skating book. I've been thinking about it a lot lately--probably because of the Olympics.
And now, back to the spice mines.
Here's an Olympian for you, swimmer Nathan Adrian, who I think is adorable: