This is a lazy man’s progress report.
I’ve spent the last few days being lazy. Oh, I’ve gotten a few real-world things done (shopping, bill-paying) but I’ve been very lazy on the writing. The only work I’ve done in those last few days is working on (and finishing!) the flash fiction story for Friday (harkening unexpectedly to a couple of classic horror stories) and changing a main character’s name because it rhymes with another main character’s name and I don’t want the confusion. Had to decide which cool name I wanted to keep; and made the compromise. Now, I just have to write the story. And I haven’t touched the mystery I thought I’d have done although I did edit out the last of the NOTES IN CAPITAL LETTERS from the manuscript.
Maybe I was a little pooped writing-wise over the last few days, just sleeping in after staying up late. I do feel a little energized this evening/morning (it is about 5:03a.m. right now!)
Read through one of L. Frank Baum’s short stories and a couple of other things I ought to read. And we’ve been binge-watching “Sisters” (from the early 90s) and “That 70s Show.” The former is a neglected gem, forerunner to “Desperate Housewives,” and the latter blends a perfect feel for the period with a painfully, hilariously accurate recapturing of adolescence, and is worth a column all its own.
And, I got some good news an hour or two ago, more on that later. Good news these days is about as rare as a rabbit that plays the zither.
Or even one who can just do the chords.
That’s all for now.