Monday, August 29, 2011


What a lovely weekend! Friday evening I took my husband to his cousin's for an evening of fishing. We ladies sat on shore and visited while the guys puttered around in the pontoon boat, fishing, talking, and laughing. Their laughter was such a wonderful sound. We missed the swans and the bald eagles, but maybe we'll get to go again, and they'll be visible. (Note: No fish lost their lives in the making of this delightful evening.)

We spent much of Saturday afternoon at Art in Speed Park, a juried arts and crafts festival in our area. Only bought one item, a birthday gift for my cousin the Writing Conscience. Her birthday isn't until December, but I'm ready! In order to take my husband to an event like this, I needed help, so once again I am appreciative to the people who support us in so many ways.

Sunday was church and a wonderful meal at a state park inn--again, with friends--and afterward, a drive through the park.

The weekend was great for both of us. My husband may remember some of it, though even the much-anticipated fishing trip is already faded and confused in his memory. I awoke Monday morning feeling thankful and refreshed, and started writing a Christmas short story.

As we often say at our house, life is good.


Friday, August 26, 2011

Limping along

Yikes--My fiction-writing muscles are really out of shape! Two days in a row of the two-hour writing slot, but not exactly a giant pile of words to show for it. I have managed to salvage some old partial manuscripts (Oops--how did they fall out of the hard drive?) and make a teensy bit of progress on a new short story. It's something, at least.

Cannot seem to sleep more than a couple of hours at a time, so I'll blame part of my general sluggishness on that.

Very much enjoying the current romance read, a Harlequin American, My True Cowboy, by Shelley Galloway.

Happy Friday!


P.S. Ask me next week about our fishing trip.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Back at it!

I am SO excited. In fact, I'm SO EXTREMELY excited, that I look twenty years younger! Oh...wait...that's clip art, isn't it? Kind of looked like me, or anyway like my hair, or anyway, like my hair used to look.


BUT I am still SO EXCITED because now I have a Plan--a writing plan, and a marketing plan--hot off the press and likely to change (yet again) sometime in the next twenty minutes. But I still count it as progress.

Due to some personal circumstances, our family's schedule is changing, and my work at the part-time job will be curtailed. But I am taking what might have seemed like lemons (fewer hours at work = less money in paycheck) and turning it into lemonade. As in, I am setting aside the "extra" time for writing. Every morning, from seven to nine o'clock. And I will squeeze in time each weekday afternoon for marketing, which I have not touched in months.

I'll let you know how it goes, but I just had to share a couple of things about my Plan, because I was going to explode from the excitement if I didn't. And that would have been a sticky mess--all that lemonade splattered on the walls.