My son-in-law was sick, so I had to pick up baby from daycare and keep her until her momma got off work. Now my daughter is sick and I had to pick up baby from them this morning and take her to daycare.
I think it’s the flu. I think baby had it first because she had a blowout the other day when her mom and dad had her. And I think that she was patient zero. She usually is. lol Daycare crud.
I’ll pick her up later, and keep her overnight, IF I’m not sick. I think I’ve got it too though, just starting. Ugh.
I have 18 chapters to go on proofing. Book still is due on Monday. *sigh*
Off to continue proofing. Hope you have a healthy, sickless day!
Last minute preparations for Christmas Eve dinner! What are you doing?
I found this interesting article about Shyamalan and his ups and downs in his works and wanted to share.
Excerpt from Rolling Stone, Brian Hiatt:
“On a wall in Shyamalan’s production company is a printout of the names of all the execs who said no to The Visit. Most of them, he says, have since lost their jobs. “That list meant different things to me,” he says. “It first meant the obvious, ‘I told you so.’ And then it morphed into something else and as one name after another on the list disappeared, you don’t hold on to that feeling of I told you so. . . . When you’re looking at it like you’re trying to get approval, that’s unhealthy. There’s nothing wrong with the people on that list. My job is to inspire them.”” https://www.rollingstone.com/movies/movie-features/m-night-shyamalan-glass-interview-771063/
As a writer, I can relate! And I love how he dealt with all the rejections. What did he do? Give up? Nope, he kept trying until he made the story a success.
For me, everyone turned down Heart of the Wolf, except Sourcebooks, who gave me a chance and voila, it made Publisher Weekly’s Best Book of the Year. Only five were chosen. And the series has grown into 26 books with 2 more coming next year, and 3 the next, and 5 jaguar shifter stories, with another coming next year. Over a decade of sharing wolf stories that endure and endear.
One of Shyamalan’s supposed failures was Lady in the Water, yet I really liked that movie! Quirky characters and the mystery that needed to be solved and the way the critic knew nothing would get him. I love twists and turns in stories.
Never give up. Never surrender.
Okay, so the corned beef and all the trimmings are in the slow cooker for Christmas Eve dinner. House is clean. Now I need to get back to editing Claiming the White Bear! Before it’s time for a break and more Christmas merriment.
Ornamental grasses with fall colors behind them, and wolves having a bit of fun with one of those human signs where you stick your head through and you’re an animal, with a human head. They’re werewolves with a sense of humor. What can I say?
I had to pick up sick baby from daycare, ship a bear to Australia (the one time another went to Austria, hey, they are not spelled the same, postal workers!!!), and send a book to a beta reader, and take the dogs in to have their teeth cleaned. Poor Tanner had two back molars that were loose and had to have them removed. Chew sticks are supposed to help against tartar, but they made my dogs sick. I started using the little skinny ones and they seem to do all right with those. Poor puppies. Anyway, so I have sick baby back today and Tanner’s on pain medication. Baby looked like a zombie when I picked her up at daycare. I still managed 1600 words….
Have a great one! She’s on her way any second. Uhm, she’s here.
When I went out with the dogs early, I saw this fantastic mushroom. I’d seen only its “pole,” the day before, but then the next morning it was a wonderful creation. I used a lantern on one side of it and and a flashlight to the left. If I’d had more time, I would have played with the lighting more but the baby was on her way.
And the other is another capture of the fritillary butterfly.
I was thinking about the story as I was revising it last night after baby left and thought it wasn’t as anti-climatic as it needed to be at the end. I sometimes do that, write the scene, revise it a few times, and then realize what needs to be changed. So it made it much better. And I need to add another scene. So it’s done, except for writing one more scene and making the changes I made last night on the typed out pages!
I spent this morning also setting up another external hard drive so that I could save all my stories on another drive in case my other hard drive crashes. I need to save them in another place too…just to be safe. I have lost earlier stories I’ve written due to computer crashes. And I FINALLY got smart and found a paper stand so I could set up my pages to type from. AND I got a mini reading light to clamp on it so I can read what I’ve typed and the changes I made. It’s so dark in the room, no matter if all the windows are open, the lights on, I strained to read the changes. So I’m finally, after 2 and 1/2 years, getting myself better organized. Since I’m at this ALL the time, it was time!
Yesterday, I took baby out to see the zinnias in all their lovely colors and I usually tell her what each color is. But what I found that was so wonderful was a little hummingbird sitting on an oak’s twig right above the zinnias. Okay, that convinced me. Next year, I’m going to plant a ton of zinnia in the backyard too! I just wished I had my camera to capture it since he was just sitting there, and soooo close to us.
All birds look the same, right? So I was seeing this one little female baby constantly coming down to get seeds. Until I saw 3 babies and a daddy. I only caught two and the daddy in these shots. The same with a red-bellied woodpecker. I kept seeing this baby come down to eat. Then I saw two of them at the same time and realized there was a family feeding there, not just one.
The flowers are lavender lantana. I had it in a basket and figured the lantana wouldn’t make it during the summer when I was on a trip, so I planted it in the ground. It’s a perennial, so I didn’t want to lose it. It looked HORRIBLE, no flowers, just barely living, and all of a sudden, it is flowering like crazy. Yay! It will get nice and big eventually. Right now it’s small and not that noticeable.
I was excited to see a monarch, or maybe there were several? feeding and laying eggs on the milkweed. They haven’t been here all year, except in the spring, and I saw two caterpillars and then they were gone. I think it was too early for them. Anyway, then I recalled I had them way too late in the year and lost some that way. The milkweed flowers were still blooming, but it was getting cold at night. In any event, I’m thrilled to see they have returned. Which means I have to get my camera ready.
I’m getting closer to my word count on Silver Town Wolf Christmas, just trying to wrap it up!
Have a great day, and remember if you think you’re seeing the same little critter returning over and over, maybe it’s really a whole family of those little critters.
I had never taken one before, and never planned to, but everyone was doing it, and so, hey, it’s like jumping off a bridge, right? Well, yeah, unless you look great in a shot where your nose is about touching the camera! I have short arms.
The location was ideal though, so why not? And I took a photo of the two friends I was with, and then look what happened!
Off in the far distance, you can see the viaduct where the Harry Potter train travels. But where my friends stood, the Highlander of my dreams–or pirate, or something–made them leave so he could get into the picture. Would you call it a photobomb or a Kodak moment? Only a true hot guy could stand in that chilly rain and bare his chest.
So there you have it! We braved the rain, the fog, the cold, and all to take a selfie with the hero of my dreams. Really.
And this was really why we had waited forever in the weather. By the time the train came, it was raining hard.
And that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Make up your own story day! 🙂 And have fun! 🙂
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
I was working on a story, really, but a praying mantis was on the window screen right in front of me, so naturally since I don’t see them very often, I had to take some pictures. She was doing all kinds of acrobatics, but I only managed to get out and take pictures when she was straightened out again for the most part. I really was trying to stay focused on the book.
And she was “praying” at one point. Really interesting to watch, when I should have been totally focused on writing. But hey, maybe she will be in a book sometime! 🙂
I was told that as big as her abdomen is, she might be a pregnant praying mantis. Cool, eh???
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”