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Woke to find the day an hour earlier than expected. Got in some good revisions, then spent the rest of the day working around the house. Guest room cleaned, back patio raked, doors teak oiled.
Watched The Great Train Robbery last night in honor of Sean Connery.
Not sure what’s in store for tonight, but whatever it is it’ll be accompanied by a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of wine.
Back at it.
Wrote most of the morning, then the rest.
Neighbor kids dropped by for Halloween. Had a brief FaceTime with Jackie. A nap.
Walls are closing in, and need to push back.
Daylight Savings Time tonight, right? What’s that mean? Get an hour, or lose an hour?
Guess I’ll find out when I wake up.
Pretty good sleep last night. Arm decided to give me a break. Woke at a decent hour to put in some good revisions on the novel, and finish a reader draft of a new short.
Also got a chance to chat with young Jack a while via FaceTime.
Made what I expect will be a last trip to the barber for a while, and put in an easy workout at the gym. The way the numbers look, I wouldn’t be surprised if the gov shut down the state again.
Pizza tonight. Maybe some wine and a movie.
Signing off.
Another good day revising.
Another good day weather-wise.
Even a good day with the PT.
Going into the weekend with the wind to our back, and with any luck things will keep moving in a positive direction. I’ll stop there at the risk of jinxing things.
Looking forward to a quiet night.
Still struggling with the bicep. Can’t seem to make it through the night without waking up. That small bitch aside, had a good day at the keyboard putting the finishing touches on a new story. Thought I might get back to the novel this afternoon, but got caught up in other business instead.
Warm temps made a slight comeback today, but not enough to melt all the snow. Maybe tomorrow. Meanwhile, it feels like everything’s hanging on next week’s election. Even the weather.
Got in a brief jaunt to the gym, but left early. Only about eight people there, but even that felt like too many. Wondering how long it’ll be before the gov shuts everything down again with Covid numbers on the rise.
Missing my boys out in Pittsburgh. Missing all kinds of things. Nothing to do about it but push forward and hope for the best.
Nothing big on the agenda tonight, and maybe that’s for the best. PT tomorrow. Other stuff. Gotta find some new ways to keep myself busy.
So. Up at 5:30 and off to work. A light snow came overnight, and the neighborhood looked like winter. Dusted the patio with a broom. Snow in my slippers.
Got in a good morning’s work, went off to the gym, turned around when I looked in the window and saw people without masks and came home to take a nap.
Pushed all but one of my N reviews out the door.
Papers say everybody’s tired of the pandemic, and all I can think is we’ve got to hang tough. The cold weather’s gonna be a challenge. Like to make it through another winter without getting sick.
Here’s hoping.
Yeah. Back at it.
Slow rise today, but not a late one. Needed some time to meet the morning.
Good day today with revisions, then off to PT, a short workout, and home again. Finished work on the boys’ zombie costumes. Got everything ready to ship off.
New fire moving into Grand Lake. Another threatening Estes Park. Hoping the weather turns cold, and the snow forecasted shows up in spades.
2020 can’t get a whole lot worse.
Couldn’t sleep last night. Just as well. Made for an early rise, and fresh made sub sandwiches for the fishing trip. Had a good drive up to Denver, and a great day fishing with my uncle. Didn’t catch much—one small walleye, but had a great visit, long overdue.
Gotta get back at it and shoot for big day tomorrow. Lots to accomplish. Tonight, kicking back and doing lots of nothing.
Up before seven, at work a little after.
Another day of good progress with the book. A nice workout at the park, too.
Did some painting on the boy’s Halloween costumes, then went off to tank up the car and pack the gear for tomorrow’s fishing excursion. Should have a nice time if the weather’s anything like it was today.
Calling it.
Hope to report a respectable catch tomorrow.
Good night’s sleep.
Early up, early to work.
Nice progress on the revisions.
PT a little after noon, short workout a little after that. Made a late afternoon excursion to Sportsman’s warehouse to pick up some equipment for Wednesday’s fishing trip with my Uncle Joe. Been a long time since I’ve fished for bass or walleye, but as of this evening we’re prepared for whatever comes.
Still playing catch up with a few things, but doing all right otherwise.
Eager to get started on a new short.
An easy Sunday.
Late rise, straight to the cottage to work. Close to finishing this pass on the novel.
Worked, made a brief jaunt to the gym, then home again to watch a little football.
Gotta kick it into high gear tomorrow and finish another couple of reviews. Get some kind of read on the new fire outside Boulder and make sure my mid-week fishing trip isn’t going to tank.
Good day. Lots of catching up.
Sped ahead with revisions on the new novel, too. Still a lot of clean up to attend to, but feeling good about the progress.
Spent the afternoon scouting the lakes up in Denver, looking for a good place to take Uncle Joe. Think I’ve settled on Cherry Creek. Good handicap access, short walks to the lake, and all the rest.
Smoke from the Littleton fire boiled over the north part of the horizon like something from a volcano. Was sad to see that. Not wishing the fall away, but wouldn’t mind seeing snowfall on the western states soon.
Figure to take it easy tonight, get a head start in the morning.
Back at it. Felt like Saturday, all day, and don’t know why. Anyway, got in another morning’s worth of good revisions, followed by a long FT conversation with young Jack. Not sure where the middle afternoon went—if there in fact was one—but took a late walk and jogged the soccer field stairs, then came home and started a pot of leek and potato soup.
Got to be later than usual last night, so hope to make up for it tonight. Tired from all the running around.
Couple of Aleve and a glass of wine ought to move things along.
Headway on the novel revisions.
PT and workout took up most of the afternoon. Had a nice talk with my bro back in Wisconsin.
K over for dinner tonight. Steak au poivre.
Worked out a fishing trip with uncle for next week
Need to crack on the N critiques tomorrow.
So. Car wreck of a day. Even so, managed to work some decent revisions and jog the stairs in the park.
PT tomorrow. Looking forward to it.
A little bit of writing interrupted by two miserably long trips out to the car dealership, only to learn the issue will have to be dealt with at some later date.
Did get a small workout in, too.
Gonna start again early tomorrow and see if I can’t do a little better.
Rome wasn’t burnt in a day.
Up earlier than usual, out the door to the cottage earlier than usual. Got in some good writing. Jogged the stairs in the soccer field before going off to PT.
Worked through the afternoon, caught up on correspondence, picked up some pork chops at the grocery, then came home and read.
Took a walk early this evening. Weather was beautiful. Trees lost some of their leaves after yesterday’s blow, but things still looked pretty.
Checked out Chatfield State Park online. Like to take my uncle up there for a little fishing. We’ll see what the week brings.
Rough night with the arm. Not sure what’s going on, but hope it’s healing.
Good work on the long manuscript today, then a short trip to the gym. Got home, voted, treated myself to a latte from Starbucks, then went back to work, making submissions.
Received a long solicitous rejection from the Berkeley Fiction Review. Might have just been easier if they’d accepted the piece.
Calling it.
Dinner’s on the table.
And then that happened.
Troubled arm, troubled night’s sleep. Even so, managed a decent wake-up time and some good revisions on the long piece.
FaceTimed with Jack and Matt for an hour or so, then went off to the gym. Had a nice quiet workout, then came home, talked to my uncle, filled up the truck and prepped dinner.
Sky was clear today, but the bad from the fires was still in the air. Ash out front are a beautiful shade of gold. Leaves were falling like snow all day.
Looking forward to a quiet Sunday.
Seems like the pace slackened today. Or maybe it was me.
Up at a decent hour, straight to work. Got a lot of revisions in place on the long piece, polished the commercial project and mailed it off, then jogged the stairs at the soccer field for an hour. Got in some quiet time mid-afternoon, including a short nap. Also got to FaceTime the boys for a while.
Hoped to go fishing today, but had a long hard night with the arm and knew it wouldn’t be very productive. Maybe tomorrow or Sunday. Have to play it by ear, I guess.
Figured to hit it hard again today, but just didn’t have the horses. Best laid plans, right?
