It is cold here in Texas. Dense clouds are choking the sky. The world is grey and wet. Yesterday the temperature dropped from the high of 75F all the way to 50F, and today we are in the low 40s. For the first time since February this year I’m wearing a sweatshirt. Alert the media.
My husband, of course, used this opportunity to build the first fire of the season in the fireplace “for the dogs.” The big aging bulldog has sprawled in front of it, bathing in the heat. That man bought more firewood. We have like 4 cords now. I don’t know what he thinks is going to happen this winter, but now we have to build some sort of roof over that wood, because the tarp ain’t cutting it.
A rustic Italian bread with semolina flour and sesame seeds is in the bread machine. We still have left over beer stew from yesterday. It is very delicious. I made a double batch and sent one up with Kid 1 to feed her boyfriend and his 4 year old son. I’ll have to check with her to see if they like it.
I’m baking some premade kolaches for breakfast. Baking is probably the wrong word. Warming up is more like it. And I brewed a cup of really strong black tea Mod R sent me last Christmas. I’ve been hoarding it. I put a little bit of Splenda and a lemon into it. Hehehe.
I might not even work out today. I might just pretend to be one of those little critters from Redwall, drink hot tea, and work on the book. 117, 611 words. 2 scenes left, maybe 3.
The plan was to finish this weekend, but on Friday I stopped being able to recall words. Normal words like bread. I was taking to Gordon in the kitchen, reached for the word, and got a blank. He’s been there and done that, so he waited the required 10 seconds that it took for my brain to finally process things and pointed out the obvious. Burnout is imminent.
It’s not that we vomited almost 120K in less than 6 months. It’s that a new world had to be built from scratch, and this summer was stressful for many professional reasons. So I did not work this weekend, except on the map with the artist. Becka has been very patient with me. I keep moving things around.
This week must be the final week. We need to get this book done so it can go into a brief edit to smooth the most obvious problems, then we revise, and off it goes. The next big project is Iron and Magic 2, but we will see if we do something very short as a palate cleanser. We’ll have to relisten to Iron and Magic on audio to refresh. It’s much easier than reading it, because the flaws aren’t as glaring.
Well, my kolaches are done and I poured a second cup of tea. Off I go. Happy Monday.