Sunday, June 11, 2006

Pleased in the winter winds.

The rain dried up, the wind got cold. I've spent the day writing and painting outdoor furniture. The moon was swollen, and the clouds had that hyper real quality that clouds sometimes get so you feel like you're walking around in a cartoon. Happy with the writing, happy with the furniture, though it needs another coat - listened to Palo Santo while I painted, it's an incredible album.

I'm pretty pleased with the writing. I reckon I'll have about a half dozen stories ready for market in the next couple of weeks. And then it's time to get a start on novel number three.

No comments: