Even fierce warriors can take a breather from their fighting to have a loving moment.
I have about 3 more scenes to write, otherwise, I think the book is done. I’ll have to re-read it from beginning to end. It’s 13,000 words over word count, yay! I just have to write the other scenes. Baby is supposed to be here. I’m still sick. She’s still sick. But at least for the last couple of nights I managed to sleep without coughing. I’m still coughing all day.
If she wasn’t here today, I’d be able to finish the book, most likely. I had to write several scenes yesterday, and the epilogue, so just couldn’t manage.
Have a great day, and I’m off to try to make it through mine.
You Had Me at Jaguar: Emotionally thrilling, sexy, witty and engaging adventure filled with heart pounding danger, exciting twists and unrelenting passion…. was a great read from beginning to end. Highly entertaining reading that was so hard to put down (house work was left undone…. LOL) was a great read!–Cali
I’m still sick, still coughing my lungs out, and still barely getting any sleep. But despite that, I finally managed to write 7,000 words on the story yesterday. So I’m 8K over word count and still have a long ways to go. But I’m thrilled to finally be moving forward again to the end!
At least I finally could concentrate on the story yesterday, unlike earlier when, because of lack of sleep, everything was just a foggy mess, hard to concentrate and come up with ideas. I still need to sleep. Desperately. In the middle of the night, I envisioned three of me, each one taking turns to cough while something was coming out of the darkness to get me. The other night, I dreamed I was being choked to death, until I could finally get a cough out. So yes, nighttime hasn’t been my friend.
Okay, I’m off to cough and write and hopefully get somewhere with this. I was just asked for marketing materials for the book on top of that. No more deadlines! I need to finish this book.
We had a nice lunch–lobster sandwiches and for the toddler, mac and cheese, and then took a walk to a park and a lake that we tried to reach when the baby was just an infant, maybe 2 mos. old. It was about a 4-mile hike from her place, but the road had dead ended. Now it’s open and there’s a dock and we saw a great white heron and an egret, though what fascinated Keira most was the man walking his dog. She loves dogs. We drove this time, it was raining and neither Keira and I are well enough for long hikes right now. But we did walk the short distance from the parking area to the boat dock.
She is covering her hand with an ice pack I picked up for her on my trip to Minnesota. It’s perfect for when little fingers get into things they shouldn’t. But she very happily carried the ice pack around forever, constantly putting her hand down, and covering it with the ice pack. She’s so funny.
I went home with them afterward and watched the baby while momma hung lights outside on the patio cover. Momma wasn’t sick, but both Grandma and baby are still wiped out. So she and I watched The Little Mermaid, and then I went home to try and write. I’m just not getting enough sleep. I can’t think straight. I did better last night, more periods of not coughing and managing some sleep, but I need a few good nights of solid sleep. I’m already tired and I haven’t the day.
We had a terrific storm this morning. Luckily, it stopped by the time I got up to put the dogs and the garbage out.
I’m off to do something. Hopefully, like write the book! Hope you get to do some fun things today!!!
Had to run out to get more healthy foods, drop off tax paperwork, and saw all the flowers blooming so had to take a few pictures.
Still feel like death warmed over–still coughing my head off. And not sleeping. And I was pulling up weeds yesterday and tangled with stinging nettle, I guess. I didn’t see it, but man, was I in pain. My first thought was fire ants, but they’re not out much yet. Gardening can be wickedly painful sometimes. Moral of the story: wear gardening gloves.
Okay, I’m off to have lunch with my sick daughter and granddaughter–the granddaughter who is ground zero for all the sickness.
Hope you all have a beautiful day! I’m enjoying mine no matter what! And writing, but I might need a nap first.
Yellow milkweed flowers that have been flowering throughout the winter and clover, looked for a 4-leaf one, but haven’t found any. Did you know if you were trying to survive in the wilderness, you could eat the clover? They say it’s best to cook it for about five minutes. I remember when we were kids in California, we would suck on the honey-sweet flowers. Clover is also good for the soil because it adds nitrogen to the soil. Bumblebees and honeybees love the flowers too.
I was watching a movie about the thirteen-year-old African boy who harnessed the wind. It’s amazing how bright a mind can be, yet because of poverty, the boy wouldn’t have had an education. He was persistent, believing in his idea, even when no one else would. He saved his village from famine, after reading a book on harnessing wind power and creating a windmill. It was a feel-good story and he was given scholarships to get an education and then advanced schooling, and graduated from Dartmouth.
My dad would have liked it too. He was always creating gizmos and fixing things, and it reminded me of him. He came from poverty too. But at least he had an education, if he’d wanted it. He played hooky a lot. He and a cousin would go borrow a boat and fish in Puget Sound, more like Huckleberry Finn.
So I’m still sick.
I’m so tired of coughing all day and night! I’ve tried everything and nothing works. The cough drop I finally tried at 12 am said that it would work for 4 hours. Bull. An hour and a half later, I finally was numb enough that it suppressed the coughing. Okay. Fine. At least 2 1/2 hours of sleep would be welcome. I think I had one hour. Even when I wasn’t coughing, I couldn’t sleep. Soooooo annoying.
But I did do the edits on the novella and turned it in this morning. I’m getting ready to walk to the mailbox. I need to ship the bear and turn in my taxes to the CPA and arm myself with more cough medicines. ugh. I really, really need to sleep.
Hope you don’t get what I’ve got!!! Have a lovely day!
And I went to do the novella changes yesterday so I could focus on Wolff brother today, but can’t open my editor’s file. We have this problem all the time, but I was so sick when she contacted me, I didn’t even think to try and open the file. Ugh. Or else I would have done that. So until I get a file I can open, it’s not done.
My fever returned last night, much higher. I was reading that you feel worse at night–that fevers return, which are raising your temps to kill off the germs. I’d prefer not to get antibiotics if I don’t have to because your germs can become resistant to the antibiotics. I’m dead tired this morning because of all the coughing last night, and I’m continuing with the coughing today. So do I go in to see a doctor? Expose others with what I have and others expose me with what they’re in for? Or just figure it’s running it’s course and will be over within its own good time?
Usually, I’d say I’d rather write. But I’m so tired….I can’t think straight. Time is of an essence though. One day goes by, and then another, and then all of a sudden, it’s time to turn in the book. So, tired or not, I’ve got to write. It’s not like I haven’t been thinking about it either. A scene keeps playing out in my mind, so today, I’ll figure out where it needs to go and write it.
I think I’ll tough it out for another day, no doctor. If the fever returneth tonight, I’ll see how I feel in the morning. Sound like a plan?
Max is sitting on my lap, his head over my left typing arm. Wait. You did not just go to sleep on my arm, sitting up, Max, did you?
They are concerned about me being sick. They are such good little dogs. They are goofy too. I feed them breakfast right away or they will perish first thing in the morning. Really. That’s what they tell me. But when I eat breakfast, maybe 3 hours later, they want to eat again too–lunch. No, it’s not lunch time. But if I eat, it means it’s lunch time.
Then later, I will eat lunch, and they really do have to be fed. Dinner is no problem. Only I get it. It’s just the issue of breakfast and lunch that confuses them.
Okay, off to think about writing as I’m coughing my head off. Hope you are in a sick-free zone this week! Have a great one!
I know I”m sick when I don’t blog, don’t take pictures, don’t pull up weeds, can’t remember if I’ve fed the dogs or not…Writing and other deadline goals? Are you kidding me? Now I have no voice, lost 4 lbs (which is a good thing, now if I could keep it off), fevers have subsided but woke up in a sweat this morning. And I’m coughing ALL NIGHT long. I need to sleep. I think there was one 3-hour stretch where I actually slept straight through before I started coughing again. I cough all day too. I’ll be so glad when I’m feeling better.
I had taken these pictures before I got sick when we had a couple of days hard freeze, but guess what? I’d done everything I could to weatherproof stuff and totally forgot about turning off the water fountain. Thankfully, it’s running fine and it’s been warm ever since. The birds, squirrels, and yes, my dogs, drink from it, so it’s important they have the water to drink from.
Despite being so under the weather, I finally made up the bear for the order on Friday, embroidered the paws last night, struggling to stay awake until they were done, and got some more of my tax stuff together Friday night and spent all day yesterday finding all the stuff, doing the excel sheets, to turn in to the CPA. I used to do my taxes on my own, but I couldn’t keep up with tax laws and I was paying more than I should have. So it was well worth having a CPA do them. I still need to make a sash and bonnet for the bear–it’s a bigger bear, so I’ll have to create a new pattern for it, and turn in my paperwork to the CPA hopefully on Monday.
To top it all off, my editor wanted me to look at her suggestions for a change on the novella. I really couldn’t think when she sent it to me Friday, I think, and told her I’d try to get it back to her this weekend. So today, I want to get that done and the bear done, and them Monday, hopefully I’ll be back on track for Wolff Brother. I told you being sick really doesn’t work with my schedule!
But with no more fevers, I’m hoping I’m on the road to recovery! If I can get some uninterrupted sleep. And I feel great about the taxes and finishing the bear hopefully today too. I’ve been totally stressed over all of it, knowing that time is drawing short for everything. I have to turn in Wolff Brothers in just 20 days . I’m nearly at word count, but need to do a lot more work on it.
I’m off to check out the novella and hope you are having a sick-less day!
Now grandma’s sick. ugh. And it’s nowhere on my schedule. Make teddy bear, work on finishing up Wolff brother, and do TAXES. I see nothing that makes allowances for being sick.
Ugh. So I coughed all night long, have a whopper of a headache, teeth ache, sore throat, and all day coughing. Baby had a fever again yesterday. So far I don’t, but it doesn’t really matter. I’m miserable anyway. I want a do over day. I knew when I started coughing yesterday, it wasn’t good news.
I will probably go back to bed soon. My doggies will be happy. Lazy day for them. Missed opportunity to get a lot of work done for me. BUT, if I rest, maybe I will get over this faster.
Hope you avoid the germ warfare–that all started with…kids.
They get sick. Lots. Day care germs. Church baby room germs. On Monday, she was running a fever and she slept in my arms for 4 1/2 hours, while I tried to edit my book with scribbles that I had to decipher later. Poor little thing. I hope she’s feeling better today.
So yesterday, I actually managed to write 5,000 words. I couldn’t get on the computer to post my blog in the morning and finally gave up and wrote on the book. No internet, spinning dial, so I figured I’d try to get it preposted for Wednesday, and NOT do the dumb thing and accidentally publish it Tuesday night, but for Wednesday morning, because between baby being here and my internet problems in the morning, it takes me forever to blog.
And that’s my story…
I’m only 5,000 words away from minimum word count, though the story usually is much longer. I have a long ways to go on it, but finally had some time and some inspiration for some ideas I needed to add. Still need to do the taxes too, and a bear! I am ahead on the book, but it doesn’t seem like it because I have so much else to do. And who knows when I will really finish the book. April 1st is not an April Fool’s Day but a deadline day.
Hope you all have a wonderful day, and NO deadlines!!