Hidey-ho. It's Sunday again. And I'm like where did the week go?
It sure as hell didn't go to much writing. Early Grave is stalled again - this time at 56237. I just can't seem to get this ball rolling again. And then yesterday a little voice in my head said, "You should've written this from Lynn's POV, not Ned's". And I ran screaming. After I came back, I had a mental debate with myself and considered the idea from various angles. The decision? It's in Ned's POV and it's staying there. I mean, I'll put more Lynn in and everything, but the main POV in this has to be Ned's or if doesn't work. Plus, rewriting this whole damn book would take a NaNoWriMo level of effort and I'd really like to conserve those for new books.
Speaking of NaNo... I don't know if I'm going to do anything for it this year. I have other things I should be concentrating on next month.
Reading... I've been reading one book and I'm not done yet. Maybe today. It's a 400+ page SF and it's taking time.
I didn't do a fishing report yesterday because there really wasn't much to talk about. Caught some little panfish, but nothing to blow your skirt up.
In other work, I got the direction I needed to do those spreadsheets right. (At least I hope I got them right. The big boss will tell me if I didn't.) It's not hard, just a little laborious. It'll all go faster once I get some of this stuff automatized in my head.
I'm getting the genealogy bug again. I did a little googling, but I'm not ready to commit to a month of it (which is what I have to do once I pay for Ancestry.com). I did find the actual name for my mom's great aunt's twin sister who died at birth, so that's something. And where first cousin twice removed Fred is buried. I wish I could read German, so I could access all those records to complete Dad's side of the tree. Bleh.
I've been picking up acorns for the deer. So many acorns this year. Oberon - the fairy oak in my front yard - is dumping them by the bucketful all over the yard. I predict dozens of seedlings in my gardens next spring. Ugh. Anyway, it's good exercise. Or something. I guess.
Okay, that's it for me. Not sure what this week will hold. What's up with you?