Our temps will become mild/warm for a couple of days. Strange year.
I’ve passed the 25% mark editing A River in Each Hand, but am suffering some burnout. The voice in the back of my head likes to remind me that if I don’t do it who will?
I’m also feeling sorry for myself over a recently passed anniversary & need to get over it.
Scheduling a break in my routine is what is needed, & I certainly have that freedom.
Our weather is a yo-yo. After temperatures far above average, we’ve turned cold. It’ll reach 52°F/11.1°C, but it’ll take all day to get there.
It won’t be much over freezing when I walk, & with possible showers.
My writer self finds comfort in this weather.
Today’s targeted editing chapter is the moment when my MC, after a heartfelt journey seeking details about her past, cracks open the door to the unexpected...
Another day, another chapter, as I settle back into my routine today.
Still, the weather grows mild & my AllTrails app keeps sending me temptation. The trails beckon. This year, I’ll explore the trails on Blue Mountain to the west. I haven’t there in years or done serious hiking there.
Summer is always a reminder of why I live where I do. It’s literally an outdoor playground and my health is greatly improved.
Time to finish Chapter 73. I was dragging yesterday after an awful night’s sleep. This morning, I feel refreshed and eager to attack whatever comes my way.
Owing to drafting Book-2 while gravely ill in late 2016, the story is a patchwork of chapters added at various times. This chapter, the latest, was added 14-months ago.
The weather took a wrong turn at some point. This morning when I walk, it’s supposed to be 40°F (4.4°C), and that’s before factoring in strong winds and occasional drizzle.
Regardless, I WILL walk—and then enjoy a hot drink.
Like yesterday, I’ll fit cleaning in and around editing. The satisfaction afterwards with both always lifts my heart.
It’s easy to forget the little things that elevate us, letting them slip away.
This morning promises mild temperatures for my walk. Clouds have moved over, rain is moving in, & the wind is kicking up, but I embrace variety.
This is my fifth day editing Book-2. Originally drafted while extremely ill, the chapters are a list of insertions, a collection of corrections. Seeing it come together as a whole more powerful than its parts is thrilling.
Yesterday, new snow accumulated on the higher peaks around the city. This morning, it’s below freezing. Mountain weather is unpredictable.
Today I begin the targeted edit on A River in Each Hand (Book-2). The project is open in Scrivener & waiting for me. First, though, I’ll walk, then edit my blog post.
So, after a too-mild winter, this morning we had snow in the air. Yes, it’s below freezing outside. I’ll have to bundle-up when I head out for my walk this morning.
Nature doesn’t care. Squirrels are chasing one another. Birds are building nests.
I’ve a weekly blog post to draft this morning. Tonight, I’ll prep for targeted editing on A River in Each Hand on May 1st. It promises to be a busy month.
I’ll walk this morning before the worst of the wind we don’t normally suffer arrives.
Then, the future holds, like yesterday, a lot of small tasks in this window between major edits. On May 1st, I start A River in Each Hand.
I do so much better when facing down a major project or crisis, though I’m not in the market for a crisis. I’m a doer, and doer’s have to do, even if what they’re doing won’t change the world.
Spring has sprung here, though it’s supposed to cool off tomorrow. It doesn’t matter, the trees are budding, including beloved Birchy (yes, I name the trees on my walk).
Yesterday, I finished the targeted edit on Trust in the Forgotten as planned. That’s a huge milestone.
This is the day I’ll setup Medicare Part D to start in May with the rest. Last month, the state took Medicaid away so, which wasn’t ideal. 😆
Watermyth is on the SFWA Nebula reading list and even though I was told a couple of weeks back that it had been submitted, I still cannot get over seeing it there. Pinching myself black and blue.