My day off

About 1100 words so far today. Got the argument scene worked out. I may go back and tweak later, but it says what it has to. Someday I will write a knock-down, drag-out, vase-tossing spectacular, but this scene ain't it.

Earlier this month, I had my first massage in 3 1/2 years, a hot stone thing that was relaxing, but didn't really address the board that my upper back had become. So two weeks ago, I had another go. 45 minutes on the upper back only, and 15 minutes compression on the legs. The masseuse could feel the knots in my shoulders, and she worked on them. At times, it was damned uncomfortable, but I know I didn't have a choice. When I did that yoga exercise where you entwine your arms and stretch your shoulders, I felt the pull all across my back. That isn't good.

Anyway, my shoulders felt better than they had in years. I was a little sore the next day--masseuse warned me that I would be--but I could feel the difference. So tomorrow, I'm going back for another round. I am going to try to do this at least once a month because, well, I like it.

And Sunday, I'm gettin' me 'air cut.

My day off

About 1100 words so far today. Got the argument scene worked out. I may go back and tweak later, but it says what it has to. Someday I will write a knock-down, drag-out, vase-tossing spectacular, but this scene ain't it.

Earlier this month, I had my first massage in 3 1/2 years, a hot stone thing that was relaxing, but didn't really address the board that my upper back had become. So two weeks ago, I had another go. 45 minutes on the upper back only, and 15 minutes compression on the legs. The masseuse could feel the knots in my shoulders, and she worked on them. At times, it was damned uncomfortable, but I know I didn't have a choice. When I did that yoga exercise where you entwine your arms and stretch your shoulders, I felt the pull all across my back. That isn't good.

Anyway, my shoulders felt better than they had in years. I was a little sore the next day--masseuse warned me that I would be--but I could feel the difference. So tomorrow, I'm going back for another round. I am going to try to do this at least once a month because, well, I like it.

And Sunday, I'm gettin' me 'air cut.

Gah!

Still plugging along on the chapter 15 rewrite. About 2000 words today. Closing in on done. One more scene, then sleep for a few hours.

Snippet from the opening:

Jani entered the House to find a confab going on in the middle of the courtyard. Dieter, Val, and John, standing amid the empty tables and sundered buffets of late evening sacrament, voices rising.

Then John spotted her. "Where the hell have you been?" He started toward her, more relieved than angry, the first hints of a smile lightening his face.

Then something he saw behind her caused him to slow. Stop. Clench his fists.

Jani heard the entry door close. Footsteps.

"Stormy." Lucien removed his weatherall and shook it, sending water spraying. "I'm guessing it'll last the night."

Gah!

Still plugging along on the chapter 15 rewrite. About 2000 words today. Closing in on done. One more scene, then sleep for a few hours.

Snippet from the opening:

Jani entered the House to find a confab going on in the middle of the courtyard. Dieter, Val, and John, standing amid the empty tables and sundered buffets of late evening sacrament, voices rising.

Then John spotted her. "Where the hell have you been?" He started toward her, more relieved than angry, the first hints of a smile lightening his face.

Then something he saw behind her caused him to slow. Stop. Clench his fists.

Jani heard the entry door close. Footsteps.

"Stormy." Lucien removed his weatherall and shook it, sending water spraying. "I'm guessing it'll last the night."