sometimes all you have to do is believe

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It’s raining and cold enough that I had to hunt down some fingerless gloves while reading, so my poor hands didn’t fall off.  Spectacular thunderstorm last night, too, which the kidlet managed somehow to sleep through.

Evidence of how cold my hands are, despite said gloves: I just had to type and retype spectacular about five times.  And twice again, just then.  Or maybe I just can’t type

Ordinary writing week, with several minimum wordcount days, bringing this draft to just over 15k.  I am beginning to hate the slowness of my writing right now.

A good reading week – currently reading Elizabeth Bear’s All the Windwracked Stars, which is terribly awesome.  I am loving pretty much all of the selections for the Women of Fantasy and Women of SF bookclubs.  Even if I’m not actually managing to review the books or particpate in the discussions of the books.

Not enough exercise this week (and too much consumption of delicious foods), thanks to the rain stopping me from getting out and walking most days.

This weekend shall include seeing Wicked and maybe seeing the last Harry Potter movie, if we can wrangle the time and babysitters.

And this is my life right now.  About as exciting as this post indicates

Mirrored from Stephanie Gunn.