A Better Saturday

Yep, it’s finally time to get that video out.  Enjoy!


Historical Hidings

When it comes to love, Annie will find a way to make it… special.

Wide Awake But Dreaming

First off, let’s get to the good news:  I have a new mouse!

All hail the new toy! All hail the new toy!

Yes, I went with something pink and pretty, because yes, I can.  Also, I like how it feels in my hand, and the pad makes things all that much easier to do thing, so I like it a lot.

Second off, the shoulder is feeling much better.  I’m off to do my nails today, and I’m trying to come up with a good fall color, and I’ve been taking it easy this morning so that I’m not sitting around feeling nothing but pain shooting through my body.  In a way I help the process by not doing a whole lot last night, and it showed in the fact I wrote only three hundred and fifty words.

Ah, but that helped, because . . .

The scene is finished, mostly due to writing almost…

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Separations and Searching

Sometimes you can’t find the hidey-holes for the trees–

Wide Awake But Dreaming

What can I say but I didn’t get it done last night.  I’m back in low-production mode, and luck if I can get out just over five hundred words in an evening.  It’s to be expected, I guess, because there’s so many things going on that I’m trying to see in my head, and at the moment my head’s not exactly screwed on right.

Not to mention the worst news:  my mouse died.  It’s been on kind of its last legs for a while, but last night it pretty much decided that not working was preferable to working, and gave up a ghost that none of my stories necromancers will ever retrieve.  This means at some point tonight–probably after six when the rush hour traffic slows–I’ll need to run out and find me a new mouse, because there are some programs that simply run better when I have a mouse.

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Bags Are Packed and Ready to Fly

Before heading off on a trip, there’s plans to be made–

Wide Awake But Dreaming

First off, the shoulders are better, though some of that might have been due to whatever the hell I was drinking last night.  I had two, they were good, and they had tequila in them, so that was an even better treat.  The problems come from a bad chair at home and the repetitive motion of adjusting my bra straps, and right there I’ve narrowed down the issues to the root cause.  So get a new chair and stop adjusting the straps.  It’ll help.

This means I did get started on the new Part/Chapter/Scene last night, but a combination of coming down off tequila and trying not to aggravate my shoulders meant not a lot of writing.

This is how we begin the new parts.  See? This is how we begin the new parts. See?

Also, whenever I start something new it’s a bit rocky.  I know what I want to say, but getting it said it just hard, I tell…

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Chapter, Lines, and Parts

Beating up on yourself is something I know *all* too well…

Wide Awake But Dreaming

Is it safe to say this scene went faster than the last?  Yes, yes it did.  Fast enough that I finished it up with almost eleven hundred words, and in doing so, I also finished the chapter and the part.  With that, Chapter Fifteen, Part Four, are both in the books, so to speak, and Part Four topped out at nearly fifty-three thousand, eight hundred words, making it a little novel in of itself.

So it was written, so it was done. So it was written, so it was done.

So what actually happens here?  You know it’s Annie and Kerry, and they’re in a locker room, and you will find out it’s the same day as her meeting with Deanna in the last scene.  We know from that scene that it was gonna be Kerry’s first race on the Red Line, so . . . must be after the race, right?

You wouldn’t be wrong.  It’s also evident he’s not…

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Start and Finish

And there was that time when I felt like Kerry–or is it the other way around?

Wide Awake But Dreaming

Let’s have a “I’m in Pain” update first.  Well, shoulders are better this morning,  but they were on fire most of the night last night, and I was using salve and ibuprofen like it was going out of style for most of the evening.  I’m much better this morning, and since it’s going to be an upper 70s, low 80s kind of day, I’m going to wear a light sweater without a bra and see how I feel after work tonight.

I did get some new pumps which I’m going to wear at work today to break in, so I’ll be in a completely different kind of pain before this night is through.  Oi.  I’m just a glutton.

The sorta good news is that I manged a few hundred words into the novel last night.  The bad news is if I hadn’t written about fifteen hundred words for my recap last…

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I’m Just Like Major–

Because remember when I said yesterday I’d have an excerpt today?  I lied.

This doesn’t mean I’m going to drop you off a cliff.  No, not at all.  It means that I’ve had too much to do this morning–which started when I woke up late–and because these things happen I haven’t done any writing today.  And since I’m suppose to eat and continue getting ready and head out to be in our local parade in less than an hour and a half, I’m not getting anything out for you.

Which means… wait for it…

I’ll bring you something tomorrow.

I promise.