Sorry I'm late. I forgot to write this and schedule it. Then I slept in unintentionally. Now you're stuck with me first thing in my morning. Blarg. (Which is monster sized blerg.)
After I got Ugly and the Beast out into the world, I did some post-publication stuff and then lost the gumption to do anything else. Yesterday, I poked myself in the butt and got 2400 words out on Cinder Ugly. More of that today definitely.
I did some minor marketing on FB. Crickets. Since publication, I've sold 1 whole book and 1 book through KU. :shrug: I'll keep working on CU and see what happens after the complete trilogy is published. Couldn't hurt, eh?
I only read one book last week, but it was a good one.
In baking news, I did another batch of Incredible Chocolate Chunk Cookies - which chips instead of chunks this time. And I made a chocolate oil cake yesterday with peanut butter frosting. Yummers. And I did a BBQ pork roast and turned it into pulled pork to rave reviews.
I think we figured out the slowness of our internet. It wasn't the neighbors - all apologies to them for my wrongful accusations. It was Owl, downloading games while she sleeps, which is while we're up and trying to do things online. I asked her to keep her downloading to the weekends and our mornings have been fine until yesterday morning and this morning.
My previously peeked columbine got big and bloomed. It's red with a yellow center. So pretty. The white one that was doing fine last year died. The black one is still going strong.
Kira Kitty went to the vet, much to her dismay. She's on the road to recovery. Two days left of the antibiotics and she's breathing almost normally again. And she pooped like a champion yesterday. Yeah, it is strange that I get excited over whether a cat poops and how much she poops. If you've ever had a geriatric cat, you understand.
Not much on the activity front last week. I went fishing once and walked once. Weight: 173.0. Nine and a half pounds down for the year. Yay.
The fishing was good. I went out before dawn on Thursday and caught three undersized bass. Almost caught a good-sized one, but it threw the lure. C'est la vie.
Other than that, not much going on. We're still all well, as are our families.
How's things with you?