*watches rain come pelting down* Clearly I need to invest in a pair of break-up boots (or wellies or whatever they’re called here) and an excellent raincoat. Where does one find these things in Cork? :) ooh! And while I’m asking, where does one find jars for jamming, too?
revelation [ww lock]
I had a revelation last night. This is something basically pointed out weeks ago, but I’m a little slow on the uptake. My revelation: I have *never* successfully stayed on the Weight Watchers plan at 22 points a day. I may have managed it for a few weeks last summer while I was exercising like a fiend and bringing my points up to something like 27 or 28 base through APs, and then an additional several with the WPA, but I have .never. actually stuck with it for more than…
happy BIRTHDAY
happy BIRTHDAY to and and ! Goodness, what a birthday-filled day today is!
gawd
I’m turning sleeping hard into an art form. Next up on X-TREME SPORTS: Who can SLEEP THROUGH ANYTHING? I thought I got up and showered 3 separate times this morning (not including the time I *did*). You’d think the fact that one time I woke up in Cork, another time in Anchorage, and the third in New York City, might’ve clued me in to something being not quite right, but no, not so much. OTOH, I woke up knowing how I was going to rewrite at least part of COYOTE…
writing is hard.
Working on TQB. I’m only (only) at about 75K, which isn’t as far as I hoped I’d be by now (I was having fond thoughts of 90K by the end of the week. Hah.). I’m finding myself going back over the manuscript, trying to see how to add the support structure I feel the story needs without feeling like I’m jarring things too badly. The truth, of course, is that it’s unlikely that anybody but me will think it’s being jarred, and likely once I get it worked in there…