Who are you kidding? Go back to your knitting…
He thinks he’s a muse, but will pretend I didn’t see him…
The old grey cells must have been having a conflab over the weekend, as they have suggested I pull my socks up and do something different, something that might actually get things moving. Cheeky buggers!
Well, I looked at my to-do list, but nothing waved back, so unless I am mistaken, I am on my own on the progress front. I would love to smarten up the website a bit, but where to start?
I am getting too old for guessing games these days, and to be frank, there may not be that much time left as indications are not favourable.
My sister and I have trouble with our memory boxes, which used to be hilarious but not quite so funny these days when neither of us can remember where anything is.
Still, we must do what we can with whatever is available, I suppose.
Having finally finished the last edit of Folly’s End, it is time to pack it up and send it off for an expert once-over. It is time to start chewing my nails!
How about a newsletter, she says, cringing. Has it really been two months since I wrote one?
I am seeing the doctor on Wednesday about the arthritis. It should be fun — well, it is usually memorable—but maybe she can come up with something to keep me moving!
I know what I will do today. I will work on the promo material for the launch of Folly’s End…
Another fun week at the workhouse has begun… I really hope your week will be a good one!
What was I supposed to be doing?
Question:
rather than use *** for chapter breaks, I would like to use a small black and white image. Where would I find such a thing?
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