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A brief update

So, I missed my post last week and I considered skipping a post this week.

Why?

We have a brand new baby in the house. Her name is Valkyrie and she's great.

Naming tiny humans is a much harder thing to do than naming characters, and I find naming characters to be one of the hardest parts of a story for me. But I know that if I'm at any point dissatisfied with a name, I can find+replace the old name and insert a new one.

With a kid, it's fairly permanent.

Valkyrie was on a long list of names and it's the one that seemed to match what we wanted the most and came out on top of the compromise. That's the other thing about naming characters versus children. Unless you're collaborating with someone, you have the final say in what your character's names are.

While I'm taking some time off from other forms of work because of the new baby, I'm not taking time off from writing and I've been chugging along on a new novel and short story, as well as continuing revisions on The Aeronaut.

As for some new things: my latest piece for Huffington Post is up. It's about why Star Wars: Rebels is Must-See TV. 

I also published the newest installment in my "Cinema Behind Star Wars" series, this time I drew the parallels between Star Wars and Citizen Kane.

That's about it for this week.  As far as my work outside of these things: I remain busy for Big Shiny Robot! and Full of Sith. 

As a reminder, you can get tickets to Stuff You Missed in History Class's first live episode in New York in October (which, coincidentally, will feature me) right here.

And don't forget to check out any of my books, drop reviews of them on Amazon or Goodreads, and follow me on twitter and Facebook!

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