Today’s Big Plan

There is none.

It’s 7:30 am. I should still be asleep. I only went to bed at 4:30 am. But I am wide awake. Looking at all the work I should do. Cleaning house is high on the list. Clean the kitchen. Clean the living room. Clean the bedroom. Clean the bathroom. Sounds simple, right? I mean, the kitchen and the living room are one and the same. But … they’re a mess. The sofa is covered in papers — fallout from when I was trying to find tax documents to send off to officialdom. And the kitchen is little better. There, it’s the one pot I own and most of the dishes in the dishwasher.

Yawn. Wide awake, but no energy.

Yesterday, at least, was productive. I put out Friday’s newsletter, a day late, yes, but done. Then, I actually managed to prepare next Friday’s. And then, I went one better: I prepared a newsletter for next February! Sounds a bit odd, I guess that I should skip to next year. Thing is, I’ll be in L.A. for a couple of months, tending to my new grandson. Who knows how much time I’ll have to crank out something like newsletters?

Which brings me back to my other writing.

Sigh. Those novels.

I need to get back to work on the latest Lanie Price story, Shards of Betrayal. That book is proving to be a hard one to finish. Don’t know why. Feel as though I’m pushing a boulder uphill when I work on it. At this point in the process, 'I’ve usually caught fire—my imagination ignited—and there’s a rush of mental energy. The story practically tells itself.

Not with this one. Not with this one.

Oh, well. We’ll see how it goes today. First cleaning and then …

Socializing.

You heard me. I’ve got friends I’ve got to see. Want to see. That I haven’t seen in too long (more than a week, actually). We’re going to see a movie today, Lee Miller. Promises to be gripping—and depressing. It stars Kate Winslet, one of my favorite actresses. Which reminds me, I’d better go buy my ticket right now. Online.

See ya later!

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