I may have been premature in declaring Wisp a contented indoor cat. We got Snowdrop to come in a couple of times this week and it was adorable: they nuzzled, licked each other and she bopped him on the head like she used to. However, it also looked at times like she was ready to follow him back outside. We discouraged this: she’s still a little slow on one leg and it’s just better (for cats and for the wildlife outside) if she stays inside.
The downside is that she’s still restless when she’s on the bed with me, though not as bad as when her leg was in the cast and the cone of shame.
And I no longer get mornings to myself because she loves me and follows me down when I get up. The loss of privacy gnaws at me more than you might think. If that’s what it takes to keep her indoors, though, so be it. This morning was an exception and it felt great — until I discovered she wasn’t sleeping on the bed, she’d followed me into another room and been trapped inside when I closed the door. Oops.
While adjusting my schedule to fit our new indoor cat — write in the early morning, exercise later in the day — still feels awkward, I’m getting used to it, and managing my time a little better. The lack of sleep, however, still lowers my creative ability some. I was supposed to work on Let No Man Put Asunder this morning and I just couldn’t. That said, I did get quite a bit done.
I finished a Local Reporter article on Chapel Hill’s participation in Vision Zero, a program for eliminating road fatalities and serious injuries. However there’s a major development on the Chapel Hill town council agenda for the week after next and I wound up scrambling to prepare an article for next week. That sucked up a lot of time away from my own work.
I got another 4,000 words done on Asunder and I finally see where the action’s going after this current section of talk. That’s a relief. I got less relief working on Oh the Places You’ll Go — I still can’t fix the ending. But I did sell The Adventure of the Red Leech to a new Durham specfic magazine, Dimension Zero. No pay, but I’m still pleased.
I got more work done on Savage Adventures (that was the work I did instead of the creative stuff) and finished my press kit for future Behold the Book releases. I also did some other publisher-type work, not worthy of note yet. And I had a couple of Atomic Junk Shop posts, one on writers who think they have clever insights and musing again about the end of Netflix DVDs.
I also sold a copy of 19-Infinity and someone checked it out from a digital library service. Thanks, both of y’all, whoever you are.
And so the week ends. Have a good weekend everyone.
#SFWApro. Cover by Kemp Ward, all rights to image are mine.
