Meanwhile, back on the ranch
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As the Snapshot 2010 interviews have been gathering steam, I’ve been working ferociously away at that other little side project of mine - the novel that’s due in to the publisher’s next week! Seven days to go and the family have all been struck down by some kind of lightning-swift stomach bug. I remain the only healthy one, which is in itself a terrible burden, but I also have a nasty taste in the back of my mouth…
All I can hope is that the insane numbers of antibiotics I am taking for the recurring throat infection from hell will be enough to keep the stomach bug at bay…
And oh yes, vomiting baby means one less daycare session this week than planned, possibly both if she’s still throwing up tomorrow.
I have 26 scenes left to edit, half of one to write from scratch, and then it’s hitting the export button on Scrivener to turn the ms into a real girl again, and reading through to check that it all makes a vague kind of sense. It should be doable in the time. If I don’t get struck down and spend the next week throwing up…
The doctor, on my second visit to see about the recurring throat infection (which is, we have since figured out, more in the way of a vicious but sneaky throat infection that laughs in the face of antibiotics) asked me if I was working harder than usual, or over-tiring myself. I just sort of looked at him with my head tilted on one side. Honestly, how would I tell?
Nearly there, nearly there. March is a month of milk and honey, of podcasts and blueberries and novel-reading and quilting and resting my brain in preparation for the novel to come: the dread Book Three, which I will be attacking in April.
All I have to do is survive to the end of the week, and everything’s going to be Fine.