Yesterday WAS a perfect writing day, just as I predicted. Therefore, I’m predicting that today will be perfect, too. I am loving this new book.
The sunshine is brilliantly beautiful, gilding the big pines and Douglas firs with light. The peonies are just starting to pop, and that’s good news to me. I hope to get Dad’s lilies planted today–I’m leaning toward putting them in pots, so I can keep them on the deck and admire them from Linda-central, my kitchen table.
Wendy’s movie, “Truth Below”, will show on Thursday, on MTV, at 10 pm Eastern–I have it Tivoed, of course. This is Wendy’s first produced script, so she’s mighty nervous, and I don’t blame her. This is a big deal, after all.
Niece Angie will be visiting soon, staying at the lake house with her boyfriend, Taylor, and Taylor’s beagle, Gus. (I like the guy already. He has a beagle.) Dear friends Debbie and Steven Korrell are due to arrive this weekend. All this and a writing deadline, too–but fortunately, everybody understands. My plan is to start earlier than I normally do so I can have the afternoons to visit and play.
As for reading/listening, I seem to be between books right now. My Nook is charging, though–I like to keep it ready for action. I did listen to the most recent podcast of “The Prairie Home Companion” last night, just before sleep. Those Lake Woebegone stories always make me laugh outloud, at least once.
And that’s a good thing.
I’m off to Parable, Montana. See you tomorrow.