The weather is gray an oppressive, and my brain refusing to cooperate without the second big cup of coffee that is currently brewing away.
So today will be brief.
Writing, I’ve started nothing new, though ideas, like the coffee, are percolating, but more importantly: it is time.
I’ve opened the manuscript I finished a little while ago for the first read through.
Despite excellent and varied procrastinations, I’ve got to get to it. I’m going in. Wish me luck, this is when it usually gets ugly.
On the fitness front, five days, five workouts. This week they all seemed kind of mechanical, or maybe it was me. Thursday was fun, the trainer is an American Ninja Warrior, and he’s always creative in his workouts.
Wednesday was good too. Actually, really, it was just me, it was a great week of workouts and trainers, looking back.
So that was my week. How was yours?
Here we are at Friday again, it’s so strange how that seems to happen so quickly lately. Especially here in the last bits of summer.
So it won’t be a long one today, I’m still in my post-finishing phase, which usually means a bit of a writing break. Though I’ve had some ideas I want to try out.
And, of course, editing time.
On the fitness front, I did my five workouts but it was a tough week. Monday had more technical issues, and I ended up doing a previously-recorded workout. The whole week felt very challenging, I don’t know if it was me or the routines themselves, but still, I got here.
Got it done. And the truth is that even if I feel sluggish getting to a workout, I’m never sorry I did it.
And that’s me. How was your week?
I have flitting summer brain right now, as we move into August and Fall lurks just around the corner. It’s been a quick summer but they always seem that way, don’t they?
The dog days. Why they’re called that, I don’t know, but that they are.
Of course I had to look it up. It has to do with the constellation Sirius and not at all with heat, which I’d assumed.
I like the lazy dog version better.
Not going to linger today, not much to report writing-wise, only bits and bobbles, and the fitness was five days, five workouts.
How was your week?
It’s Friday and it’s a brand-new month. How about that.
I guess that happens about twelve times a year. Roughly.
Not going to linger today, it’s been a longish week but not awful productivity-wise. I made progress on the manuscript, the ending is crescendoing and the last of it in sight. So that’s not terrible.
I did find myself wanting to work on something else, but I figure I can finish this book and then while it simmers I’ll move on.
And workouts were five days, five workouts. They were really good ones this week, and one of my favorite trainers who hasn’t been around much lately had the workout today.
So not bad. Better than some weeks, worse, probably, than others, but forward.
How was your week?
And now we’re nearly through July. Not sure how it keeps flying like this, but it sure does.
It wasn’t a terribly productive week, as I was caught up in the world and other stuff, so the writing is nothing really to report. It was an odd week; there was the pre-Mueller testimony, the testimony and the post-Mueller testimony.
And there was some personal stuff as well, to layer on to the political madness.
As happens in 2019.
Fitness was great though, five days, five workouts.
That’s it for me. How was your week?
Quick one today! I have to leave in a minute, so no time to linger. Straight to the nitty-gritty.
Writing was OK this week, a little bit of progress made, end is in sight, I just have to get there. And sometimes it’s hard to get there.
I blame my protagonist. She is not wanting a dose of truth. But she’s going to get one.
Fitness was good, five days, five workouts, I enjoyed some, slogged through others, but got it done.
So that’s me. How was your week?
I’m being serenaded by an orchestra of hammers today. It’s not as sweet a sound as you might imagine.
But the news of the day isn’t why you’re here. You’re here for the update of the week. Ah yes. The update.
Writing has not been great, though I have several projects that are very happily playing in the corners of my mind. Why aren’t they playing in the corners of my keyboard?
I dunno. Ask them. They can be stubborn things.
I’ve taken to it being summer, real summer, and this week I went to the Art Institute for the Manet exhibit, which focused on the latter part of his career. And I realized something.
Manet doesn’t stir me quite like his contemporaries. If you look at the faces of the women he painted, they’re all the same; blank, empty, soulless.
Like he didn’t see the women as any different from the flowers or the fruit. Objects to be posed for a still-life.
Compare that to Renoir, where every person and every moment in time is crystallized.
And again I digress.
Fitness was another stellar week, though, five days, five workouts. Daily Burn rocked it, and I rocked Daily Burn.
Got some house-related things done, so it wasn’t a total waste. How was your week?