No writing again this week. I'm falling farther and farther down the hole, and I'm not sure how to climb out. No editing either. I did do some marketing, so I've got that going for me. I moved 27 copies of Project Hermes, which ain't great, but it's better than nothing. I also sold a copy of Dying Embers and had someone read DE, too. Unfortunately, I'm only averaging about $18 a month. Not exactly a living wage, eh?
I did do some reading. I finished one book and made it partway through another. Woot.
On the baking trail, I made banana muffins. Yummers.
In the activity realm, I walked three times for a total of 2.75 miles. I'm up to 62.4 miles for the year, which ain't bad. I still would like to reach 100 miles for 2025, and it's possible, but not likely. I'd have to up my game, hope for good weather for the remainder of the year, and find some actual gumption. Gumption supplies are at an all time low right now, unfortunately. Weight? I would rather not say.
We watched a rather pointless movie yesterday. Literally, it had no point. And no plot. It kept throwing hints and promises that there would be a plot, and then the movie was over. It was called Northern Borders and it had Bruce Dern and Geneviève Bujold in it. It was pretty new, so they were old. I kept joking with Hubs that the reason Bruce Dern's character was so mean was because he spent his youth getting his ass kicked my John Wayne. (We both laughed, but we're weird that way.)
The fawns have no spots, so other than being small deer, it's hard to tell they ARE fawns. I haven't seen Lumpy lately. I hope she found a lovely spot and passed away in her sleep. Nature's a bitch. So's getting old.
I think that's it for me today. Look for a marketing thing tomorrow. Other than that, I'm not sure what I'll be doing this week. (Update: Dying Embers will be free this coming week and Rumor Has It will be free the week after.) I'm over the jetlag, so it's not that dragging me down. :shrug:
Have a great week, wherever you are. :hugs:
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