In which I talk about playing with swords
No, not finished the revisions yet… Just about halfway through! Working on a second draft is always my favorite part of the process, and I keep thinking about how much I’m looking forward to sharing this final part of the trilogy with you all. Of course, then I remember that you haven’t even gotten to read book 2 yet, which is hard to comprehend. (This is the speed at which publishing happens, what can I say?) Though one lucky reader is going to get that early ARC of The Lives We Lost! I’ll be contacting the winner later today, so keep an eye on your inbox.
In the meantime, though, I wanted to share something with you that isn’t writing related, but which I am very excited about all the same. I recently became the owner of my very first kung fu sword! Is it not lovely?
(in the scabbard)
(out of the scabbard)
True story: The first day my then-boyfriend (now-husband) and I went to try out at class at our kung fu school, I watched one of the senior students practicing a sword form, and thought, I have got to learn that. I did join the school for other reasons as well — basically, everything about it is awesome — but I have been looking forward to swinging around a blade for quite some time. And it’s taken more than five years of training, but I am now learning my first sword form, so naturally I needed a sword!
I have to tell you, it is just as much fun as I thought it would be. (Though also hard work. My arm was aching for two days after the last class.) Plus this means all sword-fighting scenes in future books will be written with additional accuracy. Hurray!
Originally published at another world, not quite ours - Megan Crewe's blog. You can comment here or there.
