He looks like a Harold. Happy Harold on a hill of hay. I know, it’s grass. And flat. But I think Happy Harold loves alliteration.
Wondering where my head is today? heh heh Don’t think I could tell you exactly.
I have a surprise day off. Two, in fact. I planned to write like crazy today and have actually gotten a lot done. A lot of housework, too. So now I’m sitting here gazing at Harold. (Still working, but thought I’d pick a picture for the blog and write about it. )
I don’t know why I find this picture so appealing. I should have used it for the SFAP. It would probably spark creativity more than the mysterious pumpin nub. 😉
I did critique my cp’s new synop this morning. I can’t, in fact, talk about it but I will say she’s done her job and done it very well. A mere synopsis sparked quite the emotional response from me. It even made me pick up the phone and all my friends will tell you that’s a miracle. She’s been discussing the writing of it on her blog if you’re interested. It’s here.
I’m rethinking my outline for book two. Thinking of putting more of one character into the plot. I’m also looking over outlines for another couple of books I want to write. So much writing I want to do and I’m ready to get more time of mine freed up for it.
Cause, all I needed to get back on track–was a little quiet time to myself this morning. Time to quiet the mind, flush out all the schedules, work, worries and doubts. Once that’s done, I have this blank canvas and I love nothing more than to fill it with images, scenes and words.
Okay, and maybe gaze at seriously weird pictures.