Yesterday I wrote a page, and couldn’t get enthused about it. Today I’ll go see if I can push forward. If I can’t, that means I goofed, and I’ll have to go back and fix it. Damn it. I should do laundry instead. Ha! If that won’t get me writing, nothing will.
Blah, blah, and more blah Read More ยป
::pout:: It’s not fair. I’m not supposed to be a single parent. I’m not supposed to be alone. That stuff is for people who don’t have the cojones to hang in there when life gets rough. When you really love someone, and you give it all you’ve got, it’s supposed to work out, damn it!
I’m not even trying to write. I’m reading the first Taro and Rafe book, not even editing unless I see something that really needs fixing, and that’s it. I’ve done a little around the house, I complain when Hope sits on me, and I read. My back hurts. My feet hurt. And I just don’t
Not Even Spinning My Wheels Read More ยป
I don’t have the energy for any pranks. Sigh. What a day. I’m just glad to be home. And glad it still is home, the new landlord doesn’t seem much interested in raising the rent, kicking me out, or even making me get rid of the animals. Hurray. (that’s all the enthusiasm I can muster
Remember the good old days, when I blogged every day, and if I didn’t, I went back and blogged, so there was an entry for every day? Well, if you’ve been with me that long, thanks a lot. I miss my husband. I don’t talk about it much here anymore, or anywhere else, but once
The Good Old Days Read More ยป
The problem with blogging before I write, is I don’t want to talk, I want to write. So you get short little things, that are hardly worth the effort of loading in your browser. But if I blog after writing, my eyes are generally crossing before I even get this site in my own browser,
Hey, if I could put that in bigger print, I would. Rafe thinking is quite an event. I love watching my characters grow. So back to it. 49,441 is the word count before I start today.
Rafe is Thinking! Read More ยป