My dog ate a package of blackberries that I’d left out on the counter. A few days ago, she got into a pack of blueberry muffins, and then another of carrot. Honestly, we’re going to have to clear out the cupboards just to lock all the food stuffs up and out of her way from now on.
I really ought to be in bed, but it’s so nice and quiet in the house . . . I gained another two thousand words or so on my WIP today, hitting another plot snag but at least rescuing my protagonist Adam from certain death and a watery grave. I’m modelling this a bit on Hatchet and a bit on Crabbe. I offered my reluctant readers a look at what I have so far, and they flipped through a few pages before setting it aside. It will definitely have to be a read-aloud, I think, or scanned for automatic reading for some of them. Still, not giving up hope.
I think I’ve got a vested interest in this character, now. Always an interesting process, getting to know a new fictional individual! One of my youthful beta readers doesn’t like how he sounds like a stoner, since not all snowmobilers are like that (#notallsnowmobilers), but another thinks it’s suitable, since it’s just one character and the demographic I’m aiming for understands the references I’m trying to make. I’ve also been making notes in my classroom while listening to their conversations, trying to incorporate slang and generic life events or nicknames they give each other.
The snowpack has melted a bit further today, helped by intermittent rainfall, but we’re getting another batch of flurries tonight and tomorrow. Helpful for inspiring the novel, but not good for much of anything else. Our car desperately needs a cleaning, and my daughter is going to want to ride her new bike when I pick it up tomorrow, but a nice sunny day is still far off in the forecast. I miss sandals. Maybe next week, I’ll treat myself to a nice mani-pedi as a bit of a lift. If I can keep from picking my nails until that point, that is. I also really need to make myself complete my edits on Crystal and Wand, so maybe that will be my reward. I have a pile of facial packets I’ve been wanting to use, too. Let my daughter have at me with the polish, while I soak my face in slathered cream and cucumber slices or tea bags . . . yesssss.