Sunlight creeping over the land

 

A view from my walk today.

Yesterday was a lost day, thanks to the lingering post-migraine exhaustion and mental fuzziness.

I’d actually expected today to be not much better.  As it turned out, it was a useful day.  I wrote 2,200 words of the third draft of Ghosts.  Which will be the final full draft I write, I think.  Next step after this is to print it out and do line edits.  And then profit submission!  I’m fairly confident about it as a story, and have had great feedback from beta readers.  Who knows if it’s a fit for the editor’s view of the anthology, though.  We’ll see in due time.

The kidlet had an unexpected long nap this afternoon, which allowed me to finish reading Firebird.  I’m still a little undecided as to how I feel about this book.  I love the fairy tale form, but I feel like more could have been done with it, I think.

This afternoon, a glorious, albeit too short, walk.  During which I listened to the end of the last Writer and the Critic podcast.  Kirstyn and Ian never fail to have me laughing to myself like a loon as I walk down the street, headphones in ears.  I’m really looking forward to hearing them on the Outer Alliance podcast.

Today, spring is creeping over the land.  I think winter has loosened its hold.

Mirrored from Stephanie Gunn.