Bachelor Saturday

My wife went to visit her brother in Nevada. My daughter has been at work all day. These days are golden to me, and I always try to make the most of them.

I started off answering comments and reading your blogs. I needed to get my coffee guage up in the green zone before tackling any serious work. I forgot to track my word count again, but knocked a big dent in my novel.

I stopped at 51,000 words today. If I had to guess, I’m between four thousand and fourty-five hundred words. I have more in me, but my eyes got tired.

I wrote a gangland shootout, let it devolve into cold blooded murder, and deprived one of my characters of a body part. He’s tough, he’ll muddle through. He’s in the middle of getting some healing that no MD can provide. It involves something called Fiery Wall of Protection oil and a few Psalms.

He’s going to need a new plan, and a bit of luck to fulfill his mission now. I wish him all the best, but his foil is in town too and getting close to the same goal.

I added a category to my blog. I’m a believer in few categories and many tags. The new category is The Idea Mill. I went back and added this to all the old posts. Now folks who enjoy these can find them all in one place. Need a story element, check this category to get your imagination running.

It occurred to me that these posts need pictures. I’ve always been sparse with photos, but these could benefit. Since they are links, with my own added remarks, I just think a little bait might draw more attention.

I spent a little time with The twilight Zone today. I can enjoy them without glasses and it was a good chance to rest my eyes and still fill my head with data.

It’s 7:00 PM here at Casa Boyack. I have to choose between a new short story idea and reading. I promised my Muse I would work on my novel, and I did. Like a bolt from Mt. Olympus the idea for a fantasy story hit me. I suppose that’s how Muses work sometimes. My fantasy tale will involve the use of diplomacy. Far be it from me to make it about sorcery and magic.

I suppose in the end reading will win out. Tomorrow I get to go fishing with my son and grandkids. Even I need to get taken outside and aired out.

How was your Saturday?