Good morning. I'm not quite up to speed this morning. I think it's Week 21. :shrug: Anyway, here goes...
I wrote stuff this week. I managed four days in a row, but then I fell off the wagon and didn't write for three days. Blerg. I did get 3437 words out, so I'm not kicking myself. Not hard anyway. I'll write tonight if I have to stay up late doing it. (No, I still have to write at night. My creativity doesn't wake up until after 5pm. It sucks, but there it is.) As of now, my WIP is up to about 27500 words. For the record, this is a book I started writing 4 years ago (almost to the day* as it turned out). I got to 20378 words before I stopped.
Marketing was pretty much a bust this week. FB cracked down on me and I was only able to make one or two posts a day before it shut me down. Bastards. I did manage to move 25 copies of Natural Causes... which is kind of pitiful. Not sure what I'll do this coming week.
Not much reading occurred.
It was a slightly active week this week. Mostly, I messed with the gardens. I also did some cleaning and shopping stuffs. I didn't bother to weigh myself. Who needs that kind of negativity? ;o)
The gardens are doing well. Everything in the greenhouse seems to be thriving. I gave them all a healthy drink of nettle tea a couple days ago, which I guess they like. It's supposedly full of nutrients. Stinks to high heaven, but nobody ever promised homemade plant food would smell good. I have two little tomatoes and plenty of tomato flowers, so yay. The carrots in pot #1 are getting taller. Carrot pots #2 & #3 need thinning again. The potato plants are HUGE. Pedro is a monster. I just hope they're growing tubers underneath all that greenery.
The foxes are back. I watched one for quite a few minutes yesterday. It was a little fox and I think it was practicing hunting. It said there, staring into the grass beside the neighbor's driveway and tilting its head back and forth like it was hearing something yummy. Then it got bored and trotted away.
I chatted with a neighbor who told me they had a fawn in their yard the other day. I'm totally jealous. But still, it means the fawning has begun, so yay. Not sure which doe is post-pregnant yet. It's not Sissy - she's still fat pregnant. Fingers crossed that soon I'll have baby deers on my trail cam.
It was my annibirfsary week. We ate a boatload of cake. Other than that, not much celebrating happened. I mean, kisses and snuggles and all the good things that come with being with the one you love for 22 of your 56 years, but no prezzies or singing.
Other than that, not much going on around here. What's going on around there?
*I started writing the book on 5/13/22 - wrote words for about a month and gave up. I picked the book back up again on 5/12/26. I didn't plan that. It was just the book that called to me.
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