I had to work today. Old What’s Her Face* was off today and got to sleep in. She called me about 10:00 and said she decided to go visit the grandkids.
That leaves me a house to myself until Sunday afternoon. I’m going to try being productive, but I’m not going to set an arbitrary goal. I don’t even have to go shopping. There are mountains of Thanksgiving leftovers in the refrigerator.
I made a turkey sandwich on one of my Parmesan garlic rolls, then cut a huge piece of pumpkin pie.
I organized my critique papers after supper. We meet again next week, and I’ll probably mark them up tomorrow morning.
Iris**, the fairy and I have to work on our top secret project in the afternoon. I’ll tell you guys all about it once I get the green light. It has to do with The Cock of the South.
I may dive back into my outline for The Playground. This is my neglected work in progress. I have some fairly cool ideas to get through the next portion. I’m kind of excited, because Act II is always the toughest. I know how it’s going to end, but I have to move everyone into place. I also have to keep making things worse for my victim character. I doubt I’ll get any new words on paper, but you never know.
That leaves tonight. I have a new book I want to start reading. I think I’ll read until my eyes give out and call it a night.
* Not the name on her birth certificate.
** Iris is a supporting character from The Cock of the South. She’s a fairy, and is staying at the writing cabin until her wing is strong enough to fly home.
The RS got a call this morning from his friend where our boat is that we are trying to sell. There is a hose leak and it could sink the boat if the battery gets sapped and the bilge pump fails, so he had to take off down south. I’m playing around with both my WIPs and not getting anywhere. I think I’ll go finish a book I started also. I just can’t get into TV these days.
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That sounds pretty typical of my experience with boats. They are more needy than kids.
Enjoy your reading, I know I am.
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I think she’s Black Friday shopping at Bed, Bath & Beyond. She only tells you it’s the grandkids to keep you in the dark until the credit card statement comes in. š
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The crime rate there has gone through the roof in the last year. The kids would like to move here. No self respecting B, B, & B would open a store there.
I kind of wish my parents would get out too, but they won’t.
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If your parents came, you’d have to hide your truck. š (JK) Your parents won’t move to be closer to you? They sound so awesome! I bet they were a lot of fun when you were a kid. I bet they took you on a lot of adventures. š
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We had a ton of fun when I was a kid. Dad’s set in his ways, and doesn’t want to leave.
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Oh, that stinks! Parents are often stubborn like that.
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Good luck and have fun!
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Sounds like you’ve got a lot going on there Craig! Am particularly intrigued by your project with Iris on Cock of the South, as I am currently halfway through reading the book…
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I’ve been busy, that’s for sure. I knew I’d have to learn about promotion at some point, but it keeps me from writing. It’s like everything else in this business, you have to jump in with both feet and try.
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