Slept so very well last night with interesting dreams. Sooo needed that.
Fasted this morning for bloodwork and oddly enough wasn’t really that mindful of it during walkies or much. My stomach growled a bit in the waiting room at 10:30 but really, not so much. So good that wasn’t so painless. Done!
Now that I can eat though, ahhhh. Verrr nice! Coffee tastes great!
Oh, didn’t make it very far at all into Quills. Jason finished watching it alone and said it was garish, gorey and horrific. So, glad I didn’t go there. It is really sad that they market it, ooooh, as some sort of edgy erotic film when it’s not. It’s just not.
Going to move a chapter about the strange man yet again, to about the middle of the novel, which means changing the chapter numbers. It’s worth it for the flow. Good to be thinking about this sort of think for my good readers out there. Cortazar used to write about his Lady Reader. How I wish to be his Lady Reader. Hee. Someone who pored over the meanings of every word, well, and he used such delicious ones.
Okay, enough editing the novel for now. I’m going over it with THE FINE TOOTHED COMB and this takes the time. About halfway through now.
Time to paint!
Ahhh, j’ai finit! That one was fun! smooth!
Now for rest!