Sacrifice to Silence: editing
AETW: 432

Following a link from Neil Gaiman’s journal today, I found the information that “6-toed cats were favoured as witches' familiars”. I _knew_ there was a reason I named him Grimoire! :-)

Right now, I’m not tired, but I was, and I will be again. We got to bed far too late last night (after midnight, I think) and Ken had to leave by 5 a.m. However, the bike battery was wonky this weekend, and although he got the bike started this morning, the headlight then died. So I had to get back up (I’d gotten up with him to say goodbye, then crawled back in bed) so we could go in the car. I fully intended to go back to bed when I got home, but by the time I got here, I was awake enough to foolishly decide to stay up.

So here I am at 2:40 p.m. I’ve answered a bunch of e-mail, paid bills, done dishes, started taking down Hallowe’en decortations, watched an ep of CSI, and worked on “Sacrifice to Silence”.

Let’s see. After that last paragraph, at some point I decided I was cold enough, and had been productive enough, that a hot bath was in order. (We need to get our heating ducts cleaned before we can turn on the heat, and it’s been trés chilly.) After the bath, in which I read a great deal of KKR’s first Fey book (I’ve been reading it for a week or so and I’m almost done with it), I came back and did a little more work.

And at about 4:45, my brain shut down with an audible click.

I’m terrible with naps. They make me groggy and cranky afterwards, and I often have weird dreams and that sort of annoying experience. But it was obvious to me that if I didn’t lie down, the day was just going to get worse. To my surprise, although I managed to sleep for about an hour and a half (wisely, I did set an alarm—I don’t want to be up all night), I wasn’t awfully groggy or cranky, although it took me an hour or so to rev back up to full speed. So that was good.

Cat and I watched “Charmed”, and I watched a bit more TV, and did a little weaving. Now I’m definitely off to bed. I have a chiro appt in the morning (I switched it from today, wisely realising I was tired enough that errands would not be pleasant or productive). But I also have a Palm and keyboard, and I’m going to curl up in bed and work on—sit down for this one—AETW. I had some ideas for a brief scene, and I’m going to write it before it slips away.