Sent the galleys off - yay!
Finished Chapter Nine of Mr. J Goes to Washington (working title) yay!
I always forget how TERRIBLE my rough drafts are: sodden and uninteresting and labored.
And, I always forget how badly I write when I'm tired and haven't had enough down-time. I slept REALLY late this morning, and owe myself some exercise, so I'll need to get back to writing after dinner.
This morning, changed the water in the Automatic Reservoir for the cats. Always entertaining watching Gus try to figure out the principles of hydraulics. Sort of like the time George insisted I buy a self-cleaning cat-box for (at that time) Baby and Rocky. The first time the thing went off, Baby crouched in terror under the bed and never would use it. (She had her own, low-tech comfort station downstairs).
Rocky - then a kitten, now a Very Old Girl - would hop in and hop out, then wait, clearly timing the start of the cycle, and watch in ferocious concentration, waiting to SWAT the lid when it flipped open.
That's my girl.
Published on January 25, 2012 16:12