It's been one of those kind of days. Nothing too terrible, but nothing all that great either. We had date night tonight, and recorded The Walking Dead. Maybe it will perk things up.
We saw a movie called Victor Frankenstein tonight. It had a lot of promise, but didn't exactly deliver on it. There was some great imagery, but that's about it. Daniel Radcliffe played Igor, and it had kind of a neat spin in that he was part of the project and not a mere servant. You really didn't miss anything if you skipped this one. I love mad science, so I had fun. I just expected a bit more.
It started off a bit reminiscent of the Robert Downey Jr. version of Sherlock Holmes. It might have been better served if it remained on that path.
Dinner was at a new place called Casa del Matador. Service was great, setting was wonderful. The food was passable. Not great, just passable.
Today was the first day since early September with no book sales. Every day for months I've made at least one sale, or had some pages read via Kindle Unlimited. Today there was nothing. This was fairly common over the Summer, but I promoted heavily during the Fall. This is what happens when the promotion stops.
I don't know if I have another big push in me right now. I think one of the best things we can do is write our next book. I'm still editing The Playground, and I'm ready to start drafting my next novel. Maybe that's where I'll focus my effort for the near future.
My wife and I both took tomorrow off. We never made our Thanksgiving trip, but I'm not giving up an approved vacation day either. Maybe tomorrow will be more productive. I have a couple of short stories in mind that I could toy with.