Working and going in the pool is the sum total of my weekend. Oh and I read a new adult book Dear Rockstar but Emme Rollins. It was the first book in a New Adult Romance Boxed Set I bought. It started off a bit slow for me, but picked up a little ways in. I didn’t love it, but I enjoyed it.
I’m diving into writing my new book, The Cowboy Marine (working title) while waiting for edits on Obsession. What is surprising is that this book started without as much agony as is customary for me. But I’m not complaining! Since I tend to write in layers, it’s okay if the pages aren’t super strong yet, I’ll go back and layer as I discover more and more about the characters.
Wizard, however, is busier than usual doing things like vacuuming for me. There’s an upside to that thing I don’t want to talk about. (Achilles injury) But I’ll talk about it long enough to say that I’m healing well, we’re just being cautious.
And okay, Wizard jumping up and down, pushing his hands up in the “raising the ceiling” gesture and singing, “Woo hoo. Who hoo!” in a fake girl’s voice makes me laugh. Because that’s more or less what my nieces and I were doing when I hurt myself. Except no one was saying Woo Hoo–or however that’s spelled. Every time Wizard does it, I crack up.
So it looks like I keep saying I don’t want to talk about it but then I do
How was your weekend?