When last we saw our heroine…

[rolanni]

…she had just handed a novel in to her editor on sudden death overtime.

There’s some validity to the argument that the urge to write is a sickness; the best is the aftermath of Having Written — which like recovering from a bad case of the flu.  You’re irritable, your brain is mushy, your balance is slightly off, and you feel that you’ve forgotten how to do quite simple and ordinary things, like, oh, drive a car.

Despite this, my next act after emailing Ghost Ship to Toni was to get in the Little Green Subaru and follow Steve to Augusta (following Steve because I wasn’t sure I could actually find Augusta) to drop this same LGS at the shop.

That task completed, Steve drove us out west, pausing at the Readfield Public Beach, where we walked the four feet of sand beach, admired the ducks, and, in the absence of small children (we qualifying as large children) used the swings and the jungle gym.

On the way home, Steve proposed take-out Chinese, which sounded splendid to me, so we feasted and thus to bed, and the next day early to work.

…over which we shall pass lightly, except to say that all of the Very Important Tasks that had Piled Up while I was away on Monday were retired and no babies died.

Came home after claiming the LGS from the shop, collapsed on the couch with Hexapuma, who graciously shared his floofy snowflake blanket, read a few pages of a book written by somebody who is not me, had dinner with Steve and early to bed.

Yesterday, arrived at the day-job to find a bomb threat in process.  Not in my building, fortunately, so I was free to go up to the office, and, later, down to the bottom of the campus for a budget meeting where there was, thank ghod, coffee, and also to tend to the various minutiae for which I of course live.  Came home, dealt with some professional correspondence, then back with Hex and the book to the sofa until Steve came home, soaked and bearing pizza.

Steve this morning  is leaving for AlbaCon, while I to the day-job.  My personal goal today is to make lists of all the various things that were let to lapse while Ghost Ship got done, order them, and, tomorrow evening, start in.  I have, I believe, eight months of bookkeeping to enter, which, along with recovering the kitchen, should fill up the weekend handily.

The plan for this evening, beside the list, is to finish reading my book, so I can start reading another one.

Thanks very much to everyone who offered felicitations on finishing Ghost Ship — and I hope you’re all doing fun and exciting things!

Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

Comments

Weekend

[tessie614.livejournal.com]

I've found that recovering the kitchen gives me a very peaceful feeling. Peaceful enough to curl up and finish a book. But off to the library I go to find the next one. Got a notice yesterday that Illiad (our library 'find it' system) had found the next book in a series in a way off library in Georgia and had transported it here. I hate to read books out of sequence.

[technomage.livejournal.com]

...tend to the various minutiae for which I of course live.

Classic and so resonnent in my own life.

[birdhousefrog.livejournal.com]

A refreshing view of the everyday. Made me feel relaxed reading it.

Oz

Carpe Diem

[bookmobiler.livejournal.com]

No matter how you want to define it I hope your days after finishing "Ghost Ship" bring you satisfaction and relaxation.
In the mean time you might find this link of interest: http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/carpe-diem.html (http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/carpe-diem.html)
Not because of the alternate meanings discussed, but because of the claim about the phrase in the first paragraph.
If carpe diem is the most searched for phrase at The Phrase Finder can we hope some of those seekers are newcomers to the Liaden Universe?

Books. etc

[claire774.livejournal.com]

Have a book list too: I Seem to be on non fiction now.
Finished recently: The Spontaneous Healing of Belief by Gregg Braden. But didn't agree with his main idea.
Also have always wanted to read and just did The Active Side of Infinity. Carlos Castaneda's last book.
Then now reading in pieces: Awakening the Kind Heart: How to Meditate on Compassion. Kathleen McDonald. Can't meditate very well but am reading the book. Maybe I'll improve. Also by a current Castaneda: Illumination: The Shaman's Way of Healing. Alberto Villoldo. Have read many of his books. All very good.

Will read some of anyway soon. Dinosaur Odyssey: Fossil Threads in the Web of Life. Which I got signed since Scott D. Sampson (paleontologist) was here in Kanab for a book signing recently. The Grande Staircase Escalante National Monument being the dino find capitol of the world right now. See two page spread in the current issue of Time on one of the latest finds "Kosmoceratops". You might be familiar with his more famous cousin Triceratops. These are the frilled and horned dinos. Very nice. Gus is going to the groomer on Saturday. My little Dachsadoodle (I named Shannie for his white hair) also going to be made white again.