Total words written Day 7 = 2168
No story updates today. Again. And that's okay. This was my longest work day, so I"m not surprised. I did write feedback for my companion Mythmakers as we wind down the year-long program. Which is good. I am nearly caught up with feedback.
The chapbook seems to be stalled. I am on the brink of calling it quits for now; postponing it for another time in 2024. Yesterday I made that decision; today when I went back and declared my "senior project" for this year, the chapbook was there. I don't know if I can make that happen or not. It seems a little too big to chew and I have both feet stepping through the goo of depression right now - or at least one foot and the toes of the other. I'm working on stepping back from the goo, but right now it's not clear how I'm going to win this particular battle.
I'm not giving up, though!
My word count continues to grow and that's good. I wish there was more happening in the actual story, but it 'tis what it'is.
Nothing else to report.
Just me with a super quick check-in.
And a photo of The Man, whom I still miss very much. We don't have another cat, yet; and that is another question we haven't firmly answered. If a feline came to us, yes, we'd take them in, just like we did our boy here. So far, we are quite content with the neighbor cat who visits often - Crookshanks. You don't pick her up and you don't rub her belly, even if she invites you to do so. Otherwise, she's a very lovely cat and very floofy. She also keeps hours close to mine, so I sometimes have laptime on the porch with her, after I get home from work in the wee morning hours.