Got kind of a late start this morning, and I couldn’t tell you why. My dreams were centered around my dogs. It seems I do not worry about them barking at people enough in reality, so I have to worry about them barking at people in my sleep as well. Sheesh!
Work went tolerably well for a Monday yesterday, with 12 pages of dialog which I barely started turning into text before I quit for the day. I should finish it up today, and if I push it, I can get the dialog for the next chapter down as well. We’ll see. It’s summer, and that’s not to be wasted. The rough draft itself is not that bad. Today I’ll be working with Ivy, Jenks, and Rachel on a real run rescuing someone. Golly, they work well together.
For those of you who caught my FB post yesterday about Mr. Fish. He seems to be doing better this morning, actively swimming and eagerly eating. Hang in there, Mr. Fish! I still give you only about two weeks . . .