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Nailing Things Down

I had a very scattered day today. A great deal of the confusion stemmed from the fact that we have a dozen different projects and no idea which one we should tackle first. So, instead of working on anything in particular, we nailed down particulars for a few stories in order to be able to work on them tomorrow.




The stories that we figured out of the details for were the following:
  • the Clark and Daniel table story
  • the Daniel has a day story
  • the entire plot for a Shea and Lucian story for a BDSM collection
  • and discussed some of the character issues for two stories
  • figured out what had to happen next for the next novel
  • and came up with a game plan for editing the David and West novel
I also managed to do the following:
  • create my own ToDo list
  • make the red Coconut Curry I've been longing to make the last few days
  • do my weightlifting
  • walked a few thousand steps
  • cleaned out my entire desk
  • searched for my 2 mm lead sharpener and had no success
  • bought some Palomino Blackwing pencils from pencils.com
  • sent the ticket design into the printer
  • and watched One Piece with Jet
The day itself was utterly gorgeous. All the trees of turned gold and flame red, and haven't gone brown or gray yet. There are still traces of green in the underbrush. The Aspen in the front yard had parked so white it glowed under the fluttering of the quaking gold leaves. The weather itself was perfect, in the high 70s, and just slightly breezy. It swept all the pollution out of the air, so that it was a joy to walk and breathe outside.

I really enjoyed today.
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