As you may have noticed, most of my blog posts recently have been pictures. That's because I feel like my writing gears are a bit exhausted and that chapter of something I wrote a week and a half ago were like the last swallows from the bottom of the beer bottle. I still haven't started editing, even though this year's NaNo-prize is even better than years previous.
I'm still getting ideas, though. The one in the forefront at the moment is about a family that has been in charge of guarding a portal to another universe for centuries while using its resources to live high on the hog. Things go askew when the youngest daughter gets engaged to a man who has his eyes on wresting the portal from their grasp. It's a bit too much like Roger Zelazny's Amber at the moment so I'll have to think on it a bit more.
Not a lot else going on. If I don't get moving on my Christmas shopping, the only one getting a gift is my brother.