I was supposed to be working on Once Upon A Carousel. I had grand intentions. I really did. But Cam and Norah started talking again and that was the end of that. So I’m about 2800 words into that this week, which I am not at all unhappy with over the course of 2 days. I’ve been doing a little fleshing out of Act 2, adding in some things that I either didn’t know or didn’t realize I needed when I did the original outline. Everything’s just falling into place so nice and neatly.
Part of me feels like I’ve been headed toward this book, this town, this series my entire life. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me. I get excited to hang out with these people every day, and I hope that, ultimately, readers will, too.
I’m doing a lot of data entry at the Evil Day Job at the moment. The perils of paper surveys. I’m also prepping a guest lecture for a colleague’s class next week, so I need to finish pulling THAT together. Did I mention I hate lecturing in person?
Finished Day 3 of Week 8 of C25k this morning. Just have the last run on Friday, then I’m done with the program again and will just be working on gradually speeding up my time. I’m still hanging out at a plog right now (remember this is a cross between a plod and a jog) at 4.7 mph. But dear God, it’s so nice to run on a treadmill inside. There’s AC and a fan and a holder for my water bottle. And I can run in a sports bra and shorts and nobody is there to LOOK AT ME except the dogs and hubby–who’s too busy getting ready for work himself to pay attention.
Anyway, must get back to it!