I’m typing this in the middle of a thunderstorm so it’ll be short so I can shut down the computer for the duration.
My ‘pokes went down in defeat in the NCAA College World Series. They at least made it to the “final four.” Still…I haz a sadz. 😥 Though speaking of baseball, after sweeping the Cubs, my Cardinals went to Seattle and kept losing close games until the final yesterday afternoon–well, this afternoon because that when I’m typing this–when they won 11-6. It was a fun game.
I’m doing some beta reading and sorting through some thorns in DOUBLE TROUBLE. I’ll get them sorted out and get back to word count sometime today. I read/listened to some books last week but other than the In Death “re-listens,” I can’t really remember what I read. They weren’t bad books, I just…crowded brain.
I want Dierks Bentley’s new album, BLACK. Just sayin’…
Drover will need his water pump replaced before winter. Wheee. That’s only about $1200 not in the budget. Ah, well. Must write faster.
I like rain and thunderstorms just so long as they aren’t severe, even though it means I have a large black dog cowering under my desk.
And….damn. THAT lightning strike was a little too close. Shutting down now. How was your weekend?
So…I’m running late. This should surprise no one. 😆 I finished the first draft of Red Dirt #5 (WINNING HIS COWGIRL, working title). Rough draft came in at 50,196 words. I need to get it around 49K so I have room for edits after Mr. HQEd gets his hands on it. But a late thread occurred to me so I also have to go back and layer that in so it’s not a complete surprise. Anyway, more work today and tomorrow. By Wednesday, I’ll either be hiding under the covers or feeling more human. 🙄
Stand by for gritching and a few high spots gathered from around the webz of the last few weeks while I’ve been in deadline hell.
So, y’all know my life is beyond crazy. I’ve had two books and was part of a box set that required a rewrite of a novella all released in the last two weeks. And Mercury was in retrograde. *nods* Plus the dratted deadline is looming ever closer. Six days and counting. As of my posting this last night, I need approximately 7300 words to the end. That’s to hit the minimum word count. I wanted to give myself a little room for the story. I want to be finished by Monday so I can hard edit before sending it off to New York. Trying to market, write, update things, and keep my sanity has been…interesting. I’m tired. I’m down because sales have slacked off of my self-pub. Things are tight–time, $$, energy. And then the Universe popped up, hit the nail on the head, and made me laugh. 
And yes, there is a story there. No, my lips are sealed because I’m pleading the Fifth! Or did I drink the fifth. I forget… 😆 So, let’s be positive. I’m celebrating that I can publish stories and put them out into the world and that some people love them. What are you celebrating today?
Silver James 