Eugie Foster (eugie) wrote,
Eugie Foster

  • Mood:


Hobkin woke me up this AM demanding his breakfast. After snarfing up his bell peppers, cucumbers, and broccoli, and gnawing on his carrot slices but not eating them (finicky skunk, sigh), he went rampaging around the house, digging up the carpet in the guest bathroom (don't get me started on the foolishness of having a carpeted bathroom), pulling down anything he could reach on the coffee table, and attacking my feet when he thought I wasn't watching him. After that exhausting morning's activity, he's all tuckered out. Now he's sound asleep making the occasional snuffling noise in my lap. So now I'm pinned at the computer by a skunk. Typical.

Haven't done any writing all weekend. Part of it is that I'm trying to rest my arms. I think my TOS is beginning to get better. Trying not to overdo it so that it continues to do so. The rest of it is that I cranked out several stories in quick succession and they're all in the re-write/critique process right now. For some reason, my muse stays pretty quiescent when I'm in re-write mode. Probably just as well. Although I feel like I'm slacking when I'm not cranking out new word countage.
Tags: hobkin

  • Post a new comment


    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded