BH: editing Ch 2

We got up way too early, after a night of difficult sleep, and took Grimoire to the vet. Grabbed CJ’s for breakfast, came home, ate, and went back to bed for two hours. I didn’t feel like I slept any better—too many thoughts rolling around in my head—but I felt more rested and less tired, so it was useful.

But why, I ask you, when I focussed my brain to think about a novel, did it come up with ideas for one that isn’t even in progress yet? It’ll be romance #4, after I finish BH, ALNM, and AETW. Grr, argh! Although, I think in some ways that spurs me to write on the unfinished ones: the promise of a shiny new book to start. I didn’t used to be this way, but there you go.

I actually got about 15 minutes’ worth of work done on the BH editing today before I got interrupted. Yay me. Working through Chapter 2, adding description and a missing scene, deleting a bunch of dialogue leading to something that now doesn’t happen. I’d like to get 2 and 3 done, and out to critiquers, this week—we’re leaving tomorrow afternoon to head north, so we’ll just have to see.

And more e-mail, and work on various SCA projects, and Ken and I went to TJ’s and Albertson’s, and picked up a groggy Grimoire, who’s got the dilated pupils and wobbly walk of a druggie. He’ll be fine. They had to inject him with the tranqs (to calm him down enough to put him under, so he didn’t stop breathing this time) twice, but then apparently he was a very good kitty. Well, wouldn’t you be, after double the tranqs? Everybody, including the cats, gets better drugs than I ever do!

And they gave us Eclipse’s ashes, so I guess we’ll pick a day next week to go for a bike ride.

We went to Textile Guild tonight, where there was a fabulous spinning display/talk. I’m not interested in spinning at all right now—weaving seems to be my new thing—but I imagine I’ll eventually want to back up and learn it, too. So tonight, I listened, and embroidered. One and a half spirals to go!

Now we’re home, and tired, and off to bed. G’night, pets.