It’s been two weeks since I last checked in here on my blog. All is well at Manse Allan, and life, as usual, is about as busy as it gets.
Adding into the usual mix of I-have-so-much-stuff-to-do, I recently enrolled with Charis Bible College in the West Midlands, where I am currently studying the first year course via correspondence from home. Don’t worry, I’m not going to bash you with my bible and my books are not going the route of Anne Rice in the early 00’s. I am still a writer of trashy vampire fiction, and I will remain so. That does not mean I don’t have personal religious interests. Which I totally do, but books are business and religion is personal. And we all know we don’t mix business with personal, right?
Good. Moving on. My hair is also one of my top interests other than writing, and a week ago I gave it the dye treatment meaning it’s now a luscious copper tone. Like, the colour of new pennies. I dig it. I dig it a lot. And speaking of orange things, I finished my cute foxy cross stitch three nights ago, and he’s now hanging on my wall. I should really get my camera out and show you these things, because I’ve bought a load of really nice looking house plants, and I’d love to show them off before they’re pronounced dead.
Really, I’m that bad. The poor things were shaking in their pots when I bought them home. And with good reason. I’m like the Jack the Ripper of flora. Plants die when they look at me.
In the world of writing, which is the part you probably want to read about most, Dead On Arrival is coming along nicely. I’m a couple of chapters in, and I’ve hit that sweet spot where I’m locked into character and setting, I have a vague idea where the book is going, and I’m writing ten or so pages a day (except weekends). This is great progress for me, since I have a three year old in the house and so many other things I need to be doing. At the start of this year, I was lucky to hit 200 words a day. Now, I’m closer to 2,000 so it’s full steam ahead over here.
On an unrelated note before I go: The hubs and I watched the WARCRAFT movie last night. Oh my goodness, whatever you do, you need to see it! I don’t care if you don’t like games or orcs or Travis Fimmel’s hair. You. Need. To. See. WARCRAFT. Right. Now.
Got it? I’m going to sign off and let you go watch that movie now.