On Monday I opened the file, read my editor’s comments and did some more thinking. That was about it. Yesterday, a gorgeous November day, I took a walk, caught up on emails and blog stuff, cooked supper for a friend who just had surgery, and paid her a visit; I check out two books from the library for my evenings entertainment--The Bone Orchard, by Paul Doiron and The Outlander, by Diana Gabaldon. Today we’re off to visit friends in Vermont.
Seems that I need to find chunks of time to get back into writing, but at the moment I have no idea where they are. I haven’t heard how the owner of the cottage is feeling or what his plans will be. Waiting is okay. Life is good.
Seems that I need to find chunks of time to get back into writing, but at the moment I have no idea where they are. I haven’t heard how the owner of the cottage is feeling or what his plans will be. Waiting is okay. Life is good.