But thinking also of the next book to write/finish. I have several books I’ve written that haven’t been published yet, that need heavy revisions, and I have tons of book covers. I NEED to match them up with stories I already have, or finish the ones that are partway done! Really! But I also need to come up with 3 more wolf stories I will write for Sourcebooks for next year. I think I’m a hamster on a writing wheel. But I love it too.
I love this fairy sculpture, but I always wanted to turn it into something more real. This is the original sculpture.
She’s beautiful either way, I think.
When my granddaughter was little, she would fall asleep in my arms when we’d read stories or play music. So yesterday we’d practiced her reading words and she typed them up on my computer. Her mom was late in arriving, so I put on some oldies on the internet and she was enjoying the music and fell asleep in my arms. That will never get old for me.
They’re so cute when they’re little, but I recommend not keeping one because they get big and hungrier.
Well, we had some excitement in the neighborhood. All day, guys hauled out someone’s household stuff across the street and piled it up in the driveway. It looked like even kitchen cabinets. I figured if it was a hoarder’s house, they would have put a big container out there and fill it up, not just dump it on the driveway. That had happened when I lived in Crawford and the original owner had died, and his son inherited it. He and his girlfriend were hoarders. When they wouldn’t pay on the taxes or the house, the bank took it over, and they put two containers out there to gut the house. It was a mess. But at least we had acreage out there.
So I asked a neighbor, all of us wondering what is going on. The guy lived their for 3 years without paying on his mortgage. The bank foreclosed on him but he wouldn’t answer the door to be served the eviction notice. They finally went to the back door and served him.
The house was full of cats, no working air conditioning, and today it was 106 degrees heat index, so the guys going inside had to wear masks the smell was so bad.
So that was my exciting day, beyond having lunch with my granddaughter.
This is tropical milkweed. The problem? The Monarch caterpillars ONLY eat off milkweed. The problem with tropical milkweed? It lasts and lasts and lasts, sometimes through mild winters, which means the butterflies lay their eggs too late here and don’t fly south early enough.
I know, because I’ve had them emerge when it’s too cold and they don’t survive. But I didn’t know there was another variety.
So I’ve been pulling up all my tropical milkweed, and I need to get a variety that isn’t tropical. Tropical, apparently, have multi-colored flowers like these. The other variety doesn’t. So I’m off on a search for a different milkweed to help sustain the monarchs.
In the meantime, I’ve got to get back to writing. I promised my granddaughter that I’d come and have lunch with her. She wants me to get the clown food, ie, Jack-in-the-Box chicken nuggets, but don’t forget the french fries. She reminded her mom not to pack her lunch for today. Last week was the first week we ate together. I loved it. She loved it.
When my kids went to public school, they didn’t have family visitation like this. It’s really nice.
AND we made some progress on reading!!!! I actually got one of the Dick and Jane books out for her and though the first few stories are super simple, those are words she needs to learn, so she was thrilled to finally be able read them, instead of just flash cards!!!
Seeking to save Cassie from the dark fae, Princess Alicia runs into trouble in the form of dangerous fae seers. A dragon fae, who is different from all the rest, is sent to locate and rescue her. Simple mission. All Ena has to do is find the princess and return her home. Except nothing is simple in the world of the fae. Not when two fae kingdoms are involved. And humans. And fae seers. And all the trouble that can cause.
Fearing losing Alicia, Prince Deveron is ready to eliminate his own cousin for all the trouble he has caused over Alicia’s best friend, Cassie, a human she grew up with. But Micala is not giving her up, even if it means taking drastic measures.
And Ena has her own troubles when this one little mission turns into a nightmare of epic proportions.
58K done on Roxie’s story and 22K to go! Nearly finished weeding that front flowerbed. I will never plant sedum again. It’s such a mess and the grass grows up in it and there’s no getting rid of all of it ever. 🙂 Live and learn.
I’m up to 56K, which means 24K left, it’s great!!! I’ll probably be a much higher word count than that, which is great for when they begin editing it, but woohoo. It’s amazing how I start out with a few words and end up this far along. I start thinking of the story in the middle of the night, especially when I get nearer to the end. What kind of twists can I throw in? What will make the reader pause and love it?
There’s nothing worse than reading a story that goes from A to B and there are no twists at the end. I know what’s going to happen. No, no, we don’t want to do that to readers. Make it…something unexpected. And so much more fun.
Okay, I’m off to do more yard work before I write. I have one more flowerbed that needs a lot of work. Yesterday, because it was so cool, I was cutting down pine trees and yaupon holly tree branches and pulling up more weeds. The pine trees were volunteers, but there were getting to be a mass of them. I finally figured I needed to thin them out. I still have the three, probably 75 year old ones, and 3 young ones that are about 12 feet high already. They grow really fast. I wanted the young ones to replace the old ones if they die on me. I’ve had one die in the backyard, and one that looked dead after that horrible freeze we had a couple of years ago in the front yard. It lost all its pine needles, and usually that’s the end of them, but then it came back. But I’m just concerned I might lose them and so the new ones will hopefully replace them some day.
Okay, no more dilly-dallying. Time to get to work!