What went before ONE: Contact made with painter. Letters writ. Duty to the cats retired. Car vacuumed; mud trays removed, rinsed off, and drying in the breeze.
I may not have mentioned this before, but … I have a snow shovel hanging on a coat hook in the foyer. And Rook has decided that bumping the shovel with his cheek (which makes the shovel swing slightly and go “bump-bump-bump”) is An Announcement that Coon Cats Are OR Should Be About To Be Fed.
Which is cute, even though he’s pretty often wrong. However, he’s right often enough that the other cats recognize the bump-bump-bump as treats and come rushing in from wherever they were to make sure they don’t miss out.
This brought to you by, I just put my dinner on to warm, Rookie decided turkey breast smelled good to him, hit the shovel — and I was awash in coon cats. None of whom are getting my turkey, and they’ve already had treats.
What went before TWO: Got a little bit of work done — +/-840 words, bringing the WIP to +/-38,690.
Still need to sort out my sewing basket, and one of my letters has generated a couple things I need to watch, so I think I’ll do the pots ‘n pans, serve up happy hour, pour a glass of wine and watch those.
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Tuesday. Damp and grey and chill.
Trash and recycling at the curb.
Breakfast was a raisin bran muffin. Kettle on for my second cup of tea. Lunch…I think there’s leftover quiche.
Chatting a little with the gentleman who will be interviewing me at Balticon (11:30 Saturday morning in the Maryland Room, immediately after the Friends of Liad Breakfast), and he mentioned that he may talk about the Carousel books, which is very cool. But, that inspired me to go back to find when the Carousel books were published — Carousel Tides, 2010; Carousel Sun 2014; Carousel Seas 2015. So the newest was published a decade ago. I was in Old Orchard Beach in September of 2012, the year and month that I turned 60, writing Carousel Sun. Leaving aside the obligatory How Is That Possible? — that’s eleven Liaden books ago.
I dunno. Maybe we weren’t slackers, after all.
So, today I’m going to record my adjusted reading to make sure I fall within time, sort out my sewing basket, perform one’s duty to the cats, answer a couple letters and remember to go to the library this evening.
That doesn’t seem to be too difficult a day.
What’s your day look like?
Blog post title brought to you by Matchbook 20, “3 a.m.”
Pictures: daffodils and Rook (who was helping me watch those youtube samples)
No, not slackers! Missed yesterday’s check-in. Today I will be trying to obtain a little USB I can take with me to the photo place to have one photo printed, along with obtaining copies of about 30 others. This one is a not-that-great jpg version that I wouldn’t use except . . . I seem to have lost the original print. I’ve sifted through my family photos again and again, finding its “mates” but not *the* one. Once I have all the copies, I am going to arrange two separate collage collections of 14 photos@ for two different people. This being my first project to occupy the un-sought-after free time.
Is it just me, or does Rook look like he’s turning from black to dark grey?
The vet had predicted that he would be “smoke,” which is black with a gray undercoat. He still has his kitten fur, so we don’t really know yet what he’ll look like when he’s grown.
No, you haven’t been slackers -to the delight of all your fans (thank you!) I love the Carousel books (and the Liaden books and numerous short stories/novellas : ) You have also kept up the quality, which doesn’t always happen in a long series. Thank you for many, many lovely hours of reading and rereading and rereading!!!