I just finished writing Year of the Dog ! It had a massive plot hole that I had to fix which turned out to be more work than I expected. Here’s a snippet: “Hey, Auntie Nell.” He wrapped his arms around her, bussing her on the cheek and breathing in pikake flowers and shortbread cookies. And suddenly he was nine years old again, and her solid presence had made his chaotic world stable once more. “What are you doing here?” He usually took her to dinner on Wednesday nights, but today was Tuesday. The edges of her smile faltered a little before brightening right back up again. “What, I can’t visit my nephew?” She angled around him to enter his home. “Is this your new house? Looks lovely.” Which was a blatant lie, because the fixer-upper was barely livable, much less acceptable to a neat-freak like his aunt. She also left four matching pink and purple floral suitcases on the stoop behind her. Only then did Ashwin notice the cab driver standing slightly to the side of the walkway. “Can ...
Captain's Log, Stardate 02.17.2006
Book giveaway:
My Monday giveaway of Randy Ingermanson's FICTION 101 CD is here.
My Thursday book giveaway (WEB OF LIES) is here.
You can still enter both of them. Just post a comment on those blog posts.
On Monday, I'll draw the winner for FICTION 101 and post the title for another book I'm giving away. Stay tuned.
My dog's toys: What is it with my dog and her unceasing ability to demolish her toys? We got these cute little stuffed animals from Rachel for Christmas, and I thought they'd be good toys for our dog--Snickers likes her toys soft and small enough for her to comfortably carry around in her mouth.
Yesterday, I gave her one of the stuffed animals, an orange and purple moose with a lime-green ski hat and matching scarf securely sewn onto the doll (Dogs are color-blind, so I figured she wasn't going to care, right?).
What does Snickers do? She eats off moose's black plastic eyes and pulls out about a half-cup of synthetic stuffing, flipping the stuff all over the hallway carpet. And then abandons poor moose in my office where his sightless eyes mournfully accuse me of homicide.
Mika will probably also screech with horror since she loves mooses. Meeses. Meese?
Bible in 90 Days: Day 40. I finished Psalms. There was one phrase to describe God that the psalmists used again and again--unfailing love. I like that. God can do whatever He chooses to, and He chooses to show us unfailing love.
Writing: Got some done this morning, will get some done tonight after I finish this Genesis stuff. Tomorrow is the Maass workshop.
Diet: I had a somewhat dismaying revelation last night. I've always heard you shouldn't eat after like 7:30 pm or 8 pm because it can be detrimental to weight loss.
I usually drink hot tea at night, with a little soymilk in place of milk. It didn't occur to me until last night that the soymilk--possibly even the tea itself--might be what's making my body keep gaining instead of losing weight.
So from now on, nothing at night except water. Sigh. I'll miss my tea, even without the soymilk.
Book giveaway:
My Monday giveaway of Randy Ingermanson's FICTION 101 CD is here.
My Thursday book giveaway (WEB OF LIES) is here.
You can still enter both of them. Just post a comment on those blog posts.
On Monday, I'll draw the winner for FICTION 101 and post the title for another book I'm giving away. Stay tuned.
My dog's toys: What is it with my dog and her unceasing ability to demolish her toys? We got these cute little stuffed animals from Rachel for Christmas, and I thought they'd be good toys for our dog--Snickers likes her toys soft and small enough for her to comfortably carry around in her mouth.
Yesterday, I gave her one of the stuffed animals, an orange and purple moose with a lime-green ski hat and matching scarf securely sewn onto the doll (Dogs are color-blind, so I figured she wasn't going to care, right?).
What does Snickers do? She eats off moose's black plastic eyes and pulls out about a half-cup of synthetic stuffing, flipping the stuff all over the hallway carpet. And then abandons poor moose in my office where his sightless eyes mournfully accuse me of homicide.
Mika will probably also screech with horror since she loves mooses. Meeses. Meese?
Bible in 90 Days: Day 40. I finished Psalms. There was one phrase to describe God that the psalmists used again and again--unfailing love. I like that. God can do whatever He chooses to, and He chooses to show us unfailing love.
Writing: Got some done this morning, will get some done tonight after I finish this Genesis stuff. Tomorrow is the Maass workshop.
Diet: I had a somewhat dismaying revelation last night. I've always heard you shouldn't eat after like 7:30 pm or 8 pm because it can be detrimental to weight loss.
I usually drink hot tea at night, with a little soymilk in place of milk. It didn't occur to me until last night that the soymilk--possibly even the tea itself--might be what's making my body keep gaining instead of losing weight.
So from now on, nothing at night except water. Sigh. I'll miss my tea, even without the soymilk.
Comments
I'm trying to lose weight too. Ugggh. Somehow I managed to stress eat 10lbs onto my body.
It's hard but I'm with you. I'll be seeing you, God willing at the next conference and checking out your progress. I say that 'cause that type of motivation works for me.
You're doing great though by reading what you've posted so far.
Oooh, a Maass workshop. Take good notes. :)