Why didn’t you stop me?
I’m excited. The new book, “Logan’s Return”, part of next year’s three-in-a-row release, is going very well. I set a goal to rack up 5000 words per day, and I’ve been doing that. I just get sucked right into the story, with the characters, and I love that. They’re a lively bunch, though, so I’m pretty pooped when the work day ends.
I’m addicted to the little resin collages I’ve been making–maybe it’s the fumes–and you’ll be so proud. I haven’t left a smudge on one of them by touching too soon.
The sun still isn’t up, and I’ve already journaled, which is the first thing I do, besides taking the dogs out and starting the coffee. That means I’ll get an early start on the day’s word quota, and probably finish earlier than usual.
I’m heading to California for a visit with daughter Wendy on February 4. Her birthday is the 6th. I’m taking my laptop, and she and I are planning to write. She’s a screenwriter, and not much is happening for her right now, because of the strike. She’s been on jury duty this last little while, and I’m fascinated by that. Mum’s the word, though, until it’s over. Wendy takes jury duty seriously. I will be blogging from Santa Monica, so I’ll let you know whether we actually write, or just goof off the whole time. We love to talk shop–plots, characterization, etc. I can’t wait to see her.
Well, gang, we’ve made it through another week. This morning, I prayed for each and every one of you. May you be blessed, on all levels.
Make it a good weekend. The choice is up to you.