I bought a pair of gold earrings; they cost me fifteen cents

[rolanni]

Suddenly, it’s summer.

I have the window beside my desk open; the breeze is pleasant and occasionally brings me the scent from the lilacs on the other side of the screen.

At the moment, Hexapuma is occupying the co-pilot’s chair at my left while Mozart reclines beside the keyboard, his chin on my knuckles, making it, may I just say? so very easy to type.

The weekend thus far has been very pleasant and moderately productive. Steve has made us several splendid dinners; the laundry is done; I’ve uploaded two ebooks to Smashwords, Fellow Travelers and Duty Bound, and finished up the revisions on George-as-it-now-stands.

Tomorrow is Monday, and you know what? I don’t care.

I could get used to this.

Hope everyone who celebrates is having a similarly pleasant holiday.

Progress on the Book Presently known as George
38,821 words/100,000 OR 38.8% complete

Nova eyed her henchwoman sternly. Yes, definitely amused. How delightful that one’s staff was happy in their work.

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