Progress?

My Muse slips into my writing office. I don’t turn, but I hear him close the door with a quiet snick.
“I hope you enjoyed your break, because I’m digging in now.” I reach up and cross a publisher off the list on the whiteboard.
He grunts his opinion but doesn’t offer any snarky remarks.
I cross a second publisher off the list. “Two down, eleven to go.”
“I don’t see your word count thresholds up there, love.”
“I’ve got them on my computer. I’ll put my weekly counts up, just to remind me.” I cap the marker and turn to him. He’s wearing flannel today, a black- and red-checked shirt open over a white tee that has an odd blue stain on it. Looks like a portrait of a Smurf that had an unfortunate run-in with paint thinner. “Er, what’s that?”
He looks down. “Oh. Used to be a hand-drawn picture of the genie from ‘Aladdin.’ I think.”
“Uh-huh.” Ooo-kay. Didn’t know he was a fan. “I’m starting my NaNo for March, so you need to stick around.”
He narrows his eyes. “Oh, really? You wimped out last night.”
“I know, but it’s the weekend. I can catch up.” I head to my desk and open my computer. “Ready to get started?”
He settles into one of the recliners across the room. “Pretty lame blog post today, love.” A cup of fresh coffee appears on my desk, another on the small table beside his chair. An aroma of java, vanilla, and macadamia nut wafts from the mug. “You’d better get going on that draft. It’s going to be a long month otherwise.”
I’m getting a slow start on my self-imposed NaNo for March. I’m working on the next Sierra and Quinn book while waiting for a positive response from one of the publishers my agent submitted to. Two passes so far, but that’s to be expected. I look at it like sending a query to an agent, except all 13 agents asked for the full manuscript. You can’t expect all thirteen to like it because writing is subjective.
In the meantime, I’ve got words to write, a review to write, and another book to finish reading. Luckily today is still supposed to be windy and cold; tomorrow’s forecast is for upper 50s–woo-hoo!
And here you go, because we all like to see furry friends on blog posts 😀
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I think she’s telling me to get my ass to work!
Have a great writing weekend, all!
 

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