My mood lifted slightly this past week, because: I posted on Lapidary Prose again, the first in a series of explorations of word history, with the word fee; I also posted a video on my Elizabeth Anne Mitchell site; I edited my Father’s Day post; Son Number 2, DH, and I worked for a few hours yesterday in the garage, with a lot of things recycled or rediscovered, and space reclaimed. I especially rejoiced to unearth my iron and my sewing machine table, so that I can revive my sewing along with my neophyte quilting skills. I have been eyeing the clothes steamer, wondering how easily I could iron seams, so I am very happy to find the iron.
I also finished physical therapy last week, and while I appreciate greatly the work of physical therapists, I am glad not to have someone cranking on my arm three times a week. I made a few doctor’s appointments, and have another one to call tomorrow, so I am taking care of myself there as well.
Another series of planning and organization awaits me. I filled up my cloud storage, so I will have to archive some earlier versions of the book, and deduplicate what I can. Also, all my WordPress upgrades came due, so I need to figure out where I want to head with them. I think I will keep all three, but I may tie them in more than they have been in the past. I have lots to ponder.
So, how did I do on my goals:
One blog post per week. Some weeks this will probably be my account of how I progressed on my goals, but I hope to expand to other posts. I have posted short pieces this past week, as I detail above. Neither the video nor the word history things garner a lot of attention, but I am thinking about that, and figuring that it will take time to find my audience. I will post the Mother’s and Father’s Day posts on the Elizabeth site, since Lapidary Prose is more language/writing, and Leavekeeping is almost entirely ROW80. (Not that any of that is bad) I need to tie the sites together without making them all the same.
Five sentences of fiction every day. More will be cherished and coddled, but five is required. Writing in the mornings is helping, certainly. I am writing more than five sentences, although most of it is background work that may or may not end up in the novella. It’s still writing, and I feel much better about the progress I’m making
Half an hour of editing the non-fiction book every day. Yes, it’s not always pretty or fun, but necessary. I took the plunge this past week and started editing at the day job. Writing is supposed to be one-third of my mission, but when push comes to shove, administrative duties and committees are given precedence. So I am testing the water, and disappear from my office to write (well, edit, in this case). So far, so good.
Have a great week, everyone. Happy May!