Frustrating muses...
I've been unable to produce anything this weekend. I was so enthusiastic about writing something, and it just would not come. Not anything. So I reworked Tapping (no, I'm not giving up on it, but I am however going to make some radical changes to make certain Willow is as far from Sue as possible, and get a better sort of plot overall) and started rereading cgwriting's very good Without. I'm enjoying it even more than I did previously, and it's good to get a Haldir fix now and then. Cinnie, it's been a while since I last told you: you rock, honey. Your writing is so very enjoyable, and such a welcome relief from the mass of insipid fanfiction one can find out there. Thank you for sharing all your stories with us.
So, if I did not spend it writing, what did I do with my weekend? Julia and I went downtown on Saturday to buy Leticia's birthday gifts (Lety is the Spanish assistant here), and I bought lots of clothes in TK Max (sp?). Which is bad, but feels so very good. On Sunday the boys cooked us an absolutely wonderful meal, with duck and oven potatoes, and we opened my last bottle of red wine. A true Sunday lunch. (Feel free to imagine the goofy smile on my face.)
By the way, my co-Serenity-attendants, I had - is it Sean? - on the phone, and it turned out they had lost all my details. So I gave them again and he said the tickets would be mailed to me first thing today, and he apologised for it all. The point is: the tickets are on their way. And Fred? I can't wait for CoRo!
Now if only my muses would come back from wherever they spent the weekend...
So, if I did not spend it writing, what did I do with my weekend? Julia and I went downtown on Saturday to buy Leticia's birthday gifts (Lety is the Spanish assistant here), and I bought lots of clothes in TK Max (sp?). Which is bad, but feels so very good. On Sunday the boys cooked us an absolutely wonderful meal, with duck and oven potatoes, and we opened my last bottle of red wine. A true Sunday lunch. (Feel free to imagine the goofy smile on my face.)
By the way, my co-Serenity-attendants, I had - is it Sean? - on the phone, and it turned out they had lost all my details. So I gave them again and he said the tickets would be mailed to me first thing today, and he apologised for it all. The point is: the tickets are on their way. And Fred? I can't wait for CoRo!
Now if only my muses would come back from wherever they spent the weekend...