Well, here we are again...
I let my motivation train get derailed with that idea that there are books coming out that may be similar to mine. And then I ran across two more books with similar premises. And then... Well, I can't change the fact that Oliver* is a cat, it's on the cover and the plot doesn't work if he's any other animal, so I'm kind of stuck. I mean, there's something about Oliver that is probably a little different from the others - I haven't read any of them so I don't know - but on the face, it all looks very much like every other paranormal mystery with a cat. And it's derailing me. So, I guess what I'm saying is no new words this week.
And no editing. Unless you count my frantic brain gyrations as I try to see if any Oliver works as any other animal.
I started the week doing a bunch of marketing, but then the sale ended and I haven't done anything. Well, except applying to ENT for an ad. I'll know by sometime next week whether I got a date and an ad or got rejected.
Did some reading. DNF'd one and finished two. And I finished one book and read an entire 'nother book yesterday. I'll talk about those next Saturday.
On the activity front, I did 4 out of 7 days. One of those days was bathing the cat, which knocked me out of commission for a couple days. Last night, I walked 1.6 miles in 30 minutes - my best time/length to date. As for weight? Well, I saw 178 this week, but then it went back to 179.
Which brings me to baking... Still munching on those muffins and granola bars, but we ran out of oatmeal cookies so I made more yesterday. And I made French bread pizza. And did I mention I bought double chocolate ice cream? Umm, yeah. Doing great on the activity front, totally not on the eating front.
I may have mentioned constipated kitty. The fiber seems to be working. Like a quarter teaspoon sprinkled in her wet food once a day.
I think that's it. Since I'm writing this Saturday night and I just got done walking, I'm going to go collapse for a while. What things were you up to last week?
*Saw a book after this went live with a dog named Oliver. It was a cozy mystery, but still... Blerg. I swear to god, I'm going to rename him Itzhak and make him Jewish. Or maybe he'll be Pierre, but I'll make him Cajun. What's a gal gotta do to have something original, for petesakes? Wait. I have an idea... Good thing I haven't sent UatB through the publishing mill and I still have time to change him.