Good morning! Welcome to this writer’s workspace. Here’s what happening liiiiiiiiiiiiiive at Miranda’s desk:
Today’s installment of Writer’s Workspace is brought to you from the sofa, as The Overseer has commandeered my office chair and is using it as his personal tanning bed. Thanks buddy.

What I’m working on: I’m way behind on all my projects, so whatever I chose to do this morning was six of one, half dozen of the other. I dreamed about Blood Red Sun last night, so that’s what I’m inspired to work on today. That means revisions, editing, and redrafting troublesome chapters from the first draft.
Snippet from the screen: “Kara’s expression was unreadable, flat and strange. She swung her legs over the side of the sleeping bench and stood. Her hair hung in ropes, thick with dried mud, and black patches of blood crusted her cheeks and neck. Her tunic was torn.”
What’s on the iTunes: “Evenstar” from the Lord of the Rings soundtrack
What’s in my mug: English breakfast tea, half gone and mostly cold.
What’s out the window: Sunny and 65 degrees, my dears! (Sorry, friends stuck in Seattle’s snowstorm…)
A little procrastination never hurt anyone: A few links for those in need of a wee break…here’s Jeff VanderMeer on rejuvenating your imagination, Scalzi gives us a tour of his new office, and a thimble full of funny from Slush Pile Hell. Enjoy!
That’s all from here!
What are YOU working on today?
Vlad
Methinks that the overseer would like a story about Bastet. That’s the only deity he recognizes, besides himself of course.
Julia Rios
And what a dignified overseer he is!
mirandasuri
Yeah, for an arrogant little dude, he’s quick to surrender pride for comfort 😉