Well, the A/C is fixed. I did not melt. Neither did my computer (though I think it was giving it a good think).
I don’t think I bothered to mention anywhere that I’m doing JulNoWriMo. Well, I am, if only because I am vastly behind on my yearly word goals, and this seemed as good a time as any to get my ass in motion and catch up with shit and stuff. I’ve written nearly a hundred thousand words this month. But they’ve all been on a rewrite of Just a Glimpse, which I’m starting to get sick of. On the other hand, I hate dumping a project in the middle – but then, I’ve already thought of a better way to start it and logical reasons to cut out a handful of superfluous characters. I’ve not written anything today. (I’ve also got a handful of other projects completely planned and ready to go, including my first stab at erotica, which I can’t see turning out very well.) I just don’t feel like I’m accomplishing much by plodding away at this draft. Perhaps I’ll start something new tomorrow. If I get motivated. Or something. Yeah.
I have finally re-started editing Burning Eden. I’m almost finished my first go-around of edits on the first part, and I’ve chopped it nearly in half, which is what I aimed to do. I think it’s much spiffier as it now. As spiffy as it could be? Only time will tell. Y’know, when I finish the rest of it and actually start querying. (Soon, dear god, please soon).
But most importantly, I’m going on vacation!
Except it’s a classic dork’s vacation. Here’s the planned itinerary:
Mom and I drive down to Baltimore on Sunday. Spend the afternoon at an art museum.
On Monday, we visit the acquarium, and then drive to DC
On Tuesday, we visit the Holocaust museum
On Wednesday, we hit the Smithsonian.
Yep. I’m going on a museum vacation. And you know what? I’m really, really looking forward to it.