Coco is all bundled up in between Liz and I right now. We just had to clamp her down to give her eye drops. Oh, how she fights those every night. She’s such a stubborn dog. She really is. Coopey is a pushover compared to Coco.
That’s my girl.
Writing was good today. I feel…back in rhythm. Thank you baby Jesus. Aaanndd…I may have even ACTUALLY thought of a way to split this one story into two complete, satisfying books. Maybe. It warrants thought. And perhaps takes some of the pressure off of this part of the story taking so long to play out.
It really is the relationships that take so long for me. They have to have time to develop. I suppose I’m slow at that. A skill I could use to learn is how to get that kind of stuff to play in a shorter amount of time. I dunno. Warrants more study, I think.
Just went and wrote a couple more ideas down.
It’s…different now. The ideas I have…they seem to CLARIFY the story rather than just muddying it. It’s still tentative. I’m still wracked with uncertainty. But…I guess just not quite as much. It’s coming. Slowly. So slowly.
Time for sleep.
Thanks for listening.