I'm almost to 28K in my WIP. That's only 7K for the week, which isn't my best week by any stretch, but I'll take it. I have a bunch of stuff I need to go back and add in because I feel like I skipped ahead. I went through to the part that I had an epiphany about a while back. And that makes it so Ned knows who the killer is too early in the book... maybe. I don't know. I'll keep forging ahead. Maybe this will work itself out and be alright anyway.
I almost have a title, but it's lame. Something like Premature Death... but not. That's too much like Accidental Death. And the word premature makes one think of either babies or sperm. Not the imagery I hope for in a suspense. Ya know?
I spent yesterday morning fishing. It occurred to me Friday night that my edits are coming back tonight or tomorrow, and once I get those, I need to chain myself to this chair for the duration, which means no fishing. So I went fishing. I caught a 8.5" bluegill and a 7.5" green sunfish. Hubs filleted them for me and they went into the freezer with the other fillets. Soon we'll have enough fillets for a meal. (Panfish have very small fillets.)
I read a bit this past week. I read The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe last Sunday. Since then, I've been working on A New Eden: Idolatry Book 2 by Quent Cordair. It's a meaty book, which is why it's taking me longer than usual. Beautiful imagery. Deep thoughts. Well-fleshed characters. It's a joy to read so far. But I can usually count on that from Quent. He makes me want to be a better writer.
The new pumper for our sprayer arrived, which meant that I needed to take the old pumper to UPS and send it back to the distributor. Since I had yet to visit our local UPS Store, it was a bit of an adventure. I drove past it three times - the third AFTER a nice man at a gas station told me exactly where it was and what it looked like. Derp. I don't care what they say about Eureka Springs, I don't enjoy visits to it. It's congested and everything is on a curve and there are people everywhere. But the guys at UPS were super once I found them. And now I know where it is if I ever need it again.
We had an owl hooting in our tree two evenings in a row - right as the sun dipped behind the trees on the top of our hill. It was a barred owl. We didn't see him, but it was nice to know he was there. We haven't heard an owl in about a year.
Well, that's about it for me today. How about you?