Samhain Thanksgiving Moon
Usually I break up my day into chunks: writing, translating, learn something new. Right now that means Missing, version 5.0, Ovid: Lycaon’s story and Dramatica, the writing software. After that I work out, eat supper, watch some TV, usually a British detective show these days and, following Kate’s going to bed, I read. During the growing season I might plant or tend the bees, do something with the fruit trees, check how plants have grown, spray or put down a soil drench in the Ag Labs program. And there’s always the garage.
Today was different. I got into Missing and found a groove, a revisionary groove. It kept lighting up the aha board in my head, so I followed it, working longer than normal at writing, in fact, working the whole day. That’s usually hard to do, makes my head ache after a while, but not today. No idea why. Still, I’ll take it. I’m getting closer to the end of this fifth revision. I want to finish it before the first of December.
