I am maple; I am gorgeous.
Sadly, it seems that our fox has left us. I keep checking the backyard, but he hasn’t made an appearance this week.
On the other hand, our maple has been putting on quite the show. So, there’s that.
This week in writing, I’ve been going over the remaining Fridays in 2020, and I think, think, I have a story for each one. I spent this week/weekend working on images and editing and getting the first couple of stories for October posted.
This always takes longer than I think it will. Even so, I’m pleased with my progress and really pleased I can see a story for each upcoming Friday.
Way back in 2013/2014, we had a family of foxes that would visit from time to time, no doubt enjoying the all-you-can-eat buffet that is our backyard. (Woods on both sides and a pond straight back–lots of good eating.)
Then, they vanished.
Until yesterday. Yesterday, we had a fox in the backyard! He’s a gorgeous fellow (yes, I’m assuming here). The cell phone pic through the dirty window does not do him justice.
We’re wondering if he’s one of the kits from before, come to stake out some new territory. He’s skittish. There’s no sneaking out on the back deck without alerting him.
This morning, I caught him frolicking with a deer.
No, really. He was. Yes, I know. Pics or it didn’t happen. I wasn’t quick enough.
I don’t know if he’s just passing through or if he’ll stick around for a while. Either way, I can’t tell you how pleased I am that he’s here.
In actual writing news, I’ve been working on stories for the 2020 project. I’d like to get them all scheduled in the next couple of weeks. We’ll see if that actually happens. I’ve also been doing several admin type tasks that I should have completed earlier in the year, but you know, pandemic.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to sneak over to the window to see if there’s a fox in the backyard.
Froggy says hi
So, last week, I took a four-day weekend. This led me to think of last Sunday as my “second Saturday.” It also led me to forget about blogging, because, hey, it was Saturday, not Sunday.
Then on Monday, which was my “second Sunday,” I again forgot about checking in until I’d shut everything down for the day (and there’s no coming back from that).
I did spend that weekend and this one doing lots of behind the scenes sort of work. I’m casting a wary eye toward October because I don’t have stories scheduled as of yet. I’m not sure I have any that are ready to go.
This is nervous-making.
It’s getting too dark to walk in the mornings, but I ran into this guy on today’s walk.
It was a drive-through high school graduation experience for us.
This week, I got all of September’s stories scheduled. That always takes longer than I think it will. But they’re scheduled, and I’m pleased.
I need to conjure up nine more stories to round out scheduling until the end of the year (I have four already waiting in the wings). Unless I do another serial story, but I’d rather try for the nine, if I can make it.
I also did some story building work on Coffee & Ghosts.
But perhaps the biggest thing I did this week was to send my daughter off to college.
Honestly, I’m not sure how she’s old enough to attend college. But there you have it. You turn around one day, and they’ve become someone you’re incredibly proud of.
Well, I didn’t quite make my goal for an outline for the next episode of Coffee & Ghosts, Season 4.
I did get some story notes done, and I’m almost to the point of starting to write.
Sometimes you simply must ponder things, such as: What if the vampire husband is from another dimension?
I mean, really, what if?
That could change everything.
I did do some work on September’s stories (and it’s hard to comprehend that September is right around the corner–how did that happen?), along with some editing and image work, and I hope to get those scheduled very soon.
Otherwise, I took several sunrise walks, got some good thinking time in, and while my mouse friend has vanished (!), I’m hoping she makes an appearance again sometime in the coming week.
Look! I have a new friend! A new mouse friend at that.
Apparently, I wasn’t the only one missing friends on my walk. So many new critters and heart rocks and such along the trail this week. I’m thinking I need to add my own contribution.
This week, I did some brainstorming on the next two episodes of Coffee & Ghosts, Season 4. My goal is to get the outline done and start writing episode 2 by next weekend. (And to be fair, my “outline” is more like a road map. It tells me, generally, where I want to go, but that’s about it.)
I also worked up some new story posts and the images for the coming month. So, I have a little breathing room there as well.
And that’s it for this week.
Life has given us cucumbers. Many cucumbers. All the cucumbers.
In related news, we also now have pickles.
And I have a novella! That’s right. It’s done! (Well, for now.) I’m pleased with my progress and the story so far. I’m going to let it rest while I work up the second novella in the season, which as yet has no title, but might involve haunted engagement rings.
That’s it for this week since I really, really, must go get some story posts ready for August.
Another view from my morning walk
My rock friends have vanished. (You may or may not have been waiting for an update.)
This may have something to do with all this rain we’ve been getting this week. I don’t know. I miss them.
However, I’ve been drowning my sorrow about that with writing. I’m over 20,000 words and closing in on the end of this novella.
Even better, I’m having so much fun. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to say that. I think I may have figured out my (new) process. More on that later. I don’t want to jinx it.
I also played around with a cover for Season Four.
Not a bad week, although I really must get the stories for August posted.
No rock friends. Have a misty, storybook view of my walk.
We’ve had some serious thunderstorms and rain these past few nights. This morning I discovered my rock friends have been washed away!
I hope by tomorrow they’ve found their way back into their trees. If not, I may need to search for them. (Yes, I realize I may be too heavily invested in this rock friendship.)
In actual writing news, I’m making good progress. I’m about 60 words away from an even 3,000 for this writing session. I’m compelled to get back to the manuscript–if only to make it an even number.
So with that, I’ll leave you to your Sunday.