Florida Fall

Today is a glorious day, the kind that makes me happy to live here. It's still warm, maybe seventy degrees. But the sky is an incredible shade of blue, and there's a breeze wafting through the room. All the windows of the house are open and the ceiling fans are going. The sun's out, though the light falls at a slight slant, making everything inside and out look tinged with gold. I hear the music of birds chirping through the window and the rush of cars going by the road outside my house.

I'm procrastinating around my novel. I think there's some good stuff in there someplace, but I'm having trouble getting to it, or even figuring out where it is. Lately everything seems to be pointing towards abandoning it altogether. But I don't want to do that. So I guess I'll keep going, for now.

Dave and Daniel have gone to a play and Ellie's asleep. So I have time to myself. I'm just not sure how to use it.

Okay, now I'm using it to chat with tuftears about how the novel's going, which is really good. It's so helpful to have a sounding board about the novel, especially one with such good advice. :-D

(More procrastination, you say? Well...yeah. Possibly. It really is helping though, and it's nice that the kytty will chat with me about it.)

It really is shaping up to be a pretty good day. There's a feeling in the air like exciting things are about to happen. That feeling may end up to be a dead end of sorts (certainly there's no hard evidence to support it), but I'll enjoy the sensation nonetheless.

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