This really whacked me!

This is Sunday, and I’m finally starting to feel a little better. I’m on the mend. Not ready to do cartwheels in the back lot yet, but not fading for a nap this afternoon. Hopefully, I’ll be back to full swing tomorrow.

I always start my morning by looking at author central to see how my books are doing, because there’s always hope I’ll be pleasantly surprised. By something. I celebrate every time any of my books goes up in the ratings. Then I go to e-mail and plow through that. And then I hit Twitter. I still like Twitter, even though Musk has taken away analytics because he wants to charge me a decent amount for any information I might be able to use. A bummer. But I like the people I know on Twitter, so I hang in there. I’ve tried a few other sites, but I have to admit, Twitter’s still my favorite.

After I finish the “business” type stuff, I go to my WIP and start working. On an ideal day, I do rewrites on the chapter I finished the day before. I try to finish those before lunch. And then I write a new chapter. I’m a SLOW writer, always have been. There are no 10,000-word days for me. Ever. I have plot points, plenty of ideas, but they come together slowly for me. No surprise. I got great grades in school, but I was always the last person to finish a test. What can I say? I’ve never been quick witted. I’m the person who thinks of clever come-backs on the drive home, never at the time.

I always stop work for a lunch break, because…well, I love food. And so does HH, but I’m always the one who cooks lunch. And supper. Which is fine. Because I love to cook. And experiment. And try new things. HH never knows what he’s going to get for lunch, but he never complains. Today, I made chicken salad with a mayo dressing with white wine vinegar, a tad of sugar, and salt and pepper, and I added diced celery and diced red pepper and jarred banana peppers. It was awesome! Happy HH. Tomorrow, we’ll probably have leftover easy goulash. Yes, our lives revolve around food.

After lunch, it’s back to the computer, and if I’m lucky, I’ll start a new chapter, finish it, and maybe write a little bit more.

And then, it’s time for a break to pester HH, do some chores, run somewhere, whatever, before it’s time to start supper.

We’re retired, and once supper is over, it’s downhill for us. Time for the evening news, Wheel of Fortune (HH is addicted), and TV. Then TV off and time to read. We’re not very exciting, but we’re pretty darned happy. And we have enough friends and family to keep us busy.

I hardly ever write on the weekends. They’re for getting things done and seeing people and having fun. Our days were a lot different before we retired, but boy, do I love the freedom to arrange our days around what we want. If you’re not there, I know how that goes. You write when you can. And whatever your daily routine is, I hope it works for you. Happy writing!