March 8, 2022

Tuesday, 8th March -- Oh What a Beautiful Morning, oh what --- hmm, another song ready to burst forth. Now we'll all have that in our brains all day -- well, it could be rap so don't complain.
I'm kicking myself because I went with what I thought was logical to happen in the novella without checking -- come to find out I was COMPLETELY wrong, so lots of rewriting. Many writers spend lots of time researching before they write, but I've never been able to do that, it would drive me nuts -- I have to write, have to write. So when I get to a spot in a book where I don't know something, that's when I research it. Well, in this case, I thought I did know what happened and didn't check it out and have paid the price. But who cares in the long scheme of things? I think about the time I've wasted and then I think about all those poor people in Ukraine and realize my problems are nothing at all. My sister-in-law owns an apartment in Budapest and we're trying to figure out how to find a family to stay there, if they can get to Budapest. Other Ukrainians are staying with families in Poland. Who saw the little girl singing Frozen in Ukrainian? one hundred women and children were underground -- it was heart wrenching -- and when she finished everyone clapped.
Okay, tell me what you're up to today, where you're going to hike to keep your bod fit and strong and delicious. Come with me, in spirit, we'll walk to the ocean.