Words Written: AETW: 584

I considered going to B&N this afternoon, but we had to leave Grimoire at the vet, and when they call to say we can pick him up, I want to be able to shoot right over there. He’s probably fine, but he was showing a few symptoms of a urinary problem, and I’m just a tad paranoid. The vet felt he seemed healthy enough, but they couldn’t get any pee out of him, so he’s sequestered for a while.

Oh, and it’s official: I have the fattest cat in the neighborhood. He’s 19 lbs.

Turns out the expensive prescription food that he’s on—which is for urinary problems, I might add—is not as diet as it professes to be.

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Just got word that a story made it through the first pass at an anthology. Coolness. It’s an older story, but I think it fits the antho well.

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Ah ha! An idea for a Battlecorps.com story just hit me. Main character, emotional arc, main scenes. I just need to check on a few details. Cool.

AETW still wants to kick my ass. Time to kick back.

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Still not a great writing day, but I fought with it, so I’m pleased about that. [Later note: I wrote half of that in bed, with pen and pad of paper. Sometimes you just gotta change the medium.]

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Grimoire is home. He has a bladder infection. He’ll be fine. He’s still fat, though.

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Currently Reading: Women Writing Science Fiction As Men anthology, for the workshop

Lately Listened To: Gwen Stefani, “What You Waiting For?” (my writing anthem); Kate Bush, The Red Shoes (“Rubberband Girl” is another good writing anthem for me right now, and “Lily” hits a pagan chord)

Recently Watched: “Joan of Arcadia”, “Monk”