I should remember that I never do get functional enough to write until I’ve been awake 20 minutes or so. Well. I do remember that. What I *should* have done was not dork around on the computer for those 20 minutes, and instead hand up the sopping wet laundry. (I cannot figure out how to make the washing machine spin with any degree of enthusiasm, so the clothes come out Very Very Wet Indeed. OTOH, there’s not even a hint of fog, much less cloud cover, this morning. It’s going…
pretty good day
Today we only got *somewhat* lost on our attempt to find the abbey at Lagrasse, and we are very glad that we didn’t get all the way lost because holy crap what a beautiful location, a beautiful town, and what wonderful ruins. And we only saw half of them, because the site is owned by two groups and the one part didn’t open until 3:15 and we were like to die if we stayed around in the heat that long. But wow, so very beautiful. It’s hidden back in the…
half six…
…the air is soft with fog and the town’s glow. through the fog it seems likely that there’s no protective skim of clouds today. a rooster is determined to call the sun, and someone or something is splashing in the river. birds whose calls i don’t know at all are starting to have opinions, and i…had better get to work.
not usually
I won’t usually post two of these a day but it makes more sense to my brain to post it at the end of the day instead of the beginning, so today gets the Announcement Of Writing post and now the End Of The Day Wordcount Post. 5100 / 70000 words. 7% done! Holy crap it’s hot.
book in a week. or two.
I am sitting out on the back patio of a small house in southern France. To my right is a garden tended by a sweet, charming, small old man who tried earnestly to communicate with us even after we admitted to having not a word of French, and by a redheaded youth I have cast as his grandson. Behind me is L’Aude. It is a quarter to 8 in the morning, which means the temperature is about 70 and perfect. I have 70K to go, two weeks to write it…