Just something I noticed. I even told myself last night, when I wrote my latest post, that I could not start the title with an S.
And look what I did: I wrote about sincerity. Now, even in my writing about starting titles with the letter S, I’ve gone and done it again.
It would be a little silly, I think, to tease you into a post and just stop right there. Who wants to visit someone’s blog only to read about rogue S’s that sneak their way into everything? Here’s some other stuff to make this worth your time.
Writing is going well today! Though my time is not abundant, I’m making the most of it and I really like what I got accomplished so far on the novel this morning. This is a feat in and of itself, since it’s the first I’ve written on it since last Thursday, due to our weekend trip. Fortunately, I left off in a good spot, a place where it was easy to slip back into the scene and pick it back up. I love when that happens.
Plus, I woke up sore – in a good way – because I spent some much-needed time at the gym yesterday. Long weekends are fun, for sure, but for some reason I always crave a treadmill at the end of them. I’m thinking the barbecue and the sweet-roll-stocked breakfasts had a little something to do with that craving, as did my tendency to feel sluggish after eight-hour car rides.
This week is looking like a busy one, but if the writing and the workouts go anything like the past two days, it will be a good one. Plus, Glee starts tonight, so (unless my DVR refuses to cooperate) I’ll be watching that, and probably singing “Don’t Stop Believin'” at the top of my lungs along with Lea Michele for the next few days. My DVR had better cooperate, and that is all I’m going to say about that.
PS: Remy the Cat is doing just fine, thankfully, after suffering last week’s Incident. Thanks to everyone who felt sorry for him and hoped he’d get better (for both his sake and the sake of my guilty conscience).