Thanks to those of you who've asked me if I've abandoned this blog because I haven't posted anything in the last two weeks. Not that my followers are so numerous, but it is nice to know that there are people who read this who are not signed up as followers.
Anyway, I've been holed up focusing on finishing the second draft of the werewolf novel. And now it is in my sweetheart's hands, getting its first reading. How scary is that--to open yourself up for scrutiny at last.
But it is time to start my next project (while job hunting and making my way). I'm taking Stephen King's guideline to heart: Write a first draft in six weeks. The six week countdown started yesterday. It'll be a comic murder mystery set in a nonprofit foundation. Should be funny, should be fun.
Meanwhile. we finally have TV again after two months of waiting for Comcast to get its act together. Comcast's lack of motivation is pretty shocking. No wonder EVERYONE complains about them, and not just a little, but a lot. Anyway, I'm hoping to get a glimpse of the HBO series TrueBlood. I've enjoyed Charlaine Harris's Sookie Stackhouse novels a lot, so I'm very curious to see how they translate to the visual medium.
It's tree pollen season. That means allergies. My nose is running like a maple tree giving sap. That new cat Natasha was very affectionate last night, but also very wakeful. K & I aren't getting any sleep because of her. Today I'm like a zombie. Meanwhile, she's out like a light--I was changing the sheets on the bed, and she did not wake up. I've never known a cat to sleep so soundly.
Anyhow, I need to go through the werewolf book one more time and will pay close attention too Kurt's feedback. And then, it does out into the wide world and tries to find its way. Fingers crossed!
Good luck to you all.