11:30 pm, made it to Yreka. I did, eventually, manage to pack. But then All The Things and then All The OTHER Things happened, none of which are worth reporting but all of which took all the time, and we ended up leaving Portland at 4 instead of 2 (instead of noon), and … well, […]
I have a big list–things to do before leaving town–and have spent the day crossing things off it. Yay! Except I just couldn’t get myself to packing. Boo! I’ll do it tomorrow. I have some time in the morning. But what is this severe mental block about packing? I can’t even get the bag out,
I finished my edit of The Queen and The Tower and sent it off to Brilliant Editor! At last! Turned out it didn’t want an epilogue after all, just a longer and more detailed final chapter. Everything I tried to do for an epilogue was all wrong. Probably because the second book starts so soon
I spent all day (well, after yoga) working on The Queen and The Tower. I got to the end! But, it isn’t done. 🙂 I realized not only does it need an epilogue, but that there are several scenes that need to be written and sprinkled here and there throughout. Like a good seasoning. I
Mark went home today; we’d been in the same places for over a month this time–many of them. First my birthday, here; then OryCon; then down to San Francisco for my dad’s surgery; then back here; then Seattle, for an overnight on our way to the writing retreat in Port Townsend; Seattle again, for an
I got Many Things done today! Not All the Things, alas, but it is a start. Mark, as I mentioned, has come down with a cold, so he is sticking around here rather than driving back to Seattle. (He’ll probably go tomorrow, all this sleep is helping him heal.) I’m studiously ignoring him (except for
Let me actually make a post when I am not falling into bed, for once! 🙂 Poor, poor Chaz: he is not having the good travel luck this week. First his flight was delayed by many hours on his way up here on Wednesday; then, going home today, they were actually in the air, and
Today is Mark’s birthday! And a fine birthday it was. We have Chaz visiting. We had scrumptious lunch with David and Kate at Pok Pok, and they got him a pretty thoughtful gift in my opinion: they got personalized note cards for him! I tried not to pry too much, but I want to figure
Chaz is visiting, which is a lovely thing; Karen has most generously sent him up here for a couple of days. His plane was delayed, but he did finally make it here by early afternoon, whereupon we repaired to the Witchnest and began consuming gin. (Well, I began at that point; he began on the