An absolutely wonderful writing day! I did my timed “freewriting” exercise (10 minutes, just writing as fast as I can, the theme being what I want to happen in the story next), then I launched right into the chapter. Slade and Joslyn are practically writing the book for me!
Remind me how I kvetched about the cold and the rain. We’re having a heatwave now, like most of the country, and the air-conditioner went kaput–again. I wrote upstairs yesterday, where it’s cool, and will do the same thing again today.
Since Tuesday is new book day just about everywhere, I’m downloading some interesting stuff to listen to on my iPod and read on my Nook. As I said yesterday, I loved “The Art of Racing in the Rain” and I see there’s a new one out, called “Copper”, but I’m not ready for another dog book yet. I need time to assimilate Enzo’s story. I’m reading David Baldacci’s “One Summer” at the moment. Good story, though I like his legal thrillers better–they seem more polished somehow. Still, I certainly don’t fault the man for wanting to try new things. That’s what life is all about, as far as I’m concerned. Experiments. Sometimes they work, sometimes they don’t–but I think we’re always better off for trying.
Sadie-beagle is still picky about her food, and she got down to 26 pounds. We never thought we’d see the day when we wanted her to eat MORE. She weighed 50 pounds when we started this journey a couple of years ago. Anyway, I guess the Cushings medicine affects her appetite. Maybe I should be taking it.
On another note, I often marvel at how well this country does, considering the antics of all those politicians back in Washington City.
“When you and I make a joke, it’s just that, a joke. When Congress makes a joke, it’s a law.” (Paraphrasing the inimitable Will Rodgers.)
Keep smiling. Crying won’t do a darn bit of good.