Spent a lot of time working on the Scavenger Hunt today, and then started writing a new Tysche story to submit to an anthology call. The deadline is Friday though, so I may not make it in time. If not, I’ll have another Tysche story to send to Mocha Memoirs. 🙂
Still not 100%, but feeling a lot better. We got out of the house and went to Kerbey Lane for dinner tonight, which was the first time Newell had been out of the house in a week, I think. Luckily yesterday’s winds had blown away all the bad weather that we had been warned about, and it was a beautiful day.
I’ve become almost obsessive about checking my emails for submission results. At this point I don’t care if it is an acceptance or a rejection, I just want to know what is going on!
That’s one reason to write more to send out, isn’t it?
Does anyone else watch Face Off? Are you as glad as I am that Autumn finally went home?
Let’s see if I can’t get you a poem tonight:
Rainy Day
The rain pours down
in miniature fountains,
splashing on the sill
in a merry dance.
Its song is a rushing
symphony punctuated
by bass drum notes of
can or car.
The sweeping blades of
the windshield wipers
conduct the music as
we drive,
components to the song.
Tracking:
Today I cleaned ― not really anything…except a little off the DvR
Today I weighed ― 184.3
Today I wrote/revised ― Scavenger Hunt stuff, started new story.
About RieSheridanRose
Rie Sheridan Rose multitasks. A lot. Her short stories appear in numerous anthologies, including Nightmare Stalkers and Dream Walkers Vols. 1 and 2, and Killing It Softly. She has authored twelve novels, six poetry chapbooks, and lyrics for dozens of songs. She tweets as @RieSheridanRose.
Rie Sheridan Rose
2/26/13
Spent a lot of time working on the Scavenger Hunt today, and then started writing a new Tysche story to submit to an anthology call. The deadline is Friday though, so I may not make it in time. If not, I’ll have another Tysche story to send to Mocha Memoirs. 🙂
Still not 100%, but feeling a lot better. We got out of the house and went to Kerbey Lane for dinner tonight, which was the first time Newell had been out of the house in a week, I think. Luckily yesterday’s winds had blown away all the bad weather that we had been warned about, and it was a beautiful day.
I’ve become almost obsessive about checking my emails for submission results. At this point I don’t care if it is an acceptance or a rejection, I just want to know what is going on!
That’s one reason to write more to send out, isn’t it?
Does anyone else watch Face Off? Are you as glad as I am that Autumn finally went home?
Let’s see if I can’t get you a poem tonight:
Rainy Day
The rain pours down
in miniature fountains,
splashing on the sill
in a merry dance.
Its song is a rushing
symphony punctuated
by bass drum notes of
can or car.
The sweeping blades of
the windshield wipers
conduct the music as
we drive,
components to the song.
Tracking:
Today I cleaned ― not really anything…except a little off the DvR
Today I weighed ― 184.3
Today I wrote/revised ― Scavenger Hunt stuff, started new story.
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About RieSheridanRose
Rie Sheridan Rose multitasks. A lot. Her short stories appear in numerous anthologies, including Nightmare Stalkers and Dream Walkers Vols. 1 and 2, and Killing It Softly. She has authored twelve novels, six poetry chapbooks, and lyrics for dozens of songs. She tweets as @RieSheridanRose.