Sorry that this week's posts have been sparse. I blame the RWA conference*. Most of my morning reads are absent this week, so I haven't had a lot of inspiration. Yeah, yeah, that's the ticket. I hope everyone who's gone is having fun in Orlando, but I'm stuck in Colorado, so I don't want them to have too much fun. =op
In writing news, I'm hip-deep in editing hell. I'm editing a different way this time - again. This WIP is getting printed one chapter at a time. I bloody up that chapter in the evening, and type in the edits the following morning. That's if all goes according to plan. Since I was sicker than a dog Wednesday, the plan didn't happen. :shrug: Sometimes life intrudes and we have to roll with it. I got the new chapter 7 redinked last night. Now we have to see if I have time to input those changes this morning. (The cat's supposed to go to the vet today, but since he's gone walkabout, I have to wait until he comes back.)
Speaking of which, Max is doing well. He's putting on weight like a champ and I'm slowly getting the mats out of his fur, so he looks like a cat somebody loves instead of a junkyard feline. He's also feeling better, which means he's been the bully of the neighborhood again. The other day I woke up to find white fur between his toes. I'm guessing he had a run in with the stray I call Slinky. He also took off after the stray known as Jay and was gone for a couple hours. For a neutered guy, he's still all male, I guess. As for that, he's also taking longer jaunts outside the yard - hence the term 'gone walkabout'. He was here last night, but he hasn't shown up for breakfast yet today.
How're things in your world?
*Okay, I don't really blame the RWA. But they're as good an excuse as any. ;o)