it's the thought . . .

. . . that counts, right? Because I was just about to post, but I hear stirrings in the nursery. (Does anyone say nursery anymore?)

Anyway, the baby's up. But the important writing is done. Until next time. . .

ahhhhhh. . .

. . . decisions are being made, website design is going on, and today was the first day I haven't done any major writing. A break was definitely needed there. Back onto it tomorrow.

I'm a huge Top Chef fan and yay for the new season in Las Vegas. It is rocking so far. Also watching Hell's Kitchen now, and I must say that Gordon Ramsay should take a note from Tom Colicchio about keeping his cool. I'd be far more afraid of Colicchio's displeasure than the constant bufooning of Ramsay. (Okay, it shows I'm more of a Top Chef fan, but in our house we watch both.)

First day of fall and I was delighted to see the rain, but disappointed with the humidity. Oh well. You can't have it all.

And the best news of all: Gemma is cutting her first tooth! Very exciting. She's being super good about it. Babies are wonderful things.

keeping in mind. . .

. . . the meaning of rough draft. It's meant to be rough. Rough to write, rough to read. When things get sticky, I change gears and think about the website I want to develop. If anyone knows of any really great writer websites out there, let me know.

Summer is slowly exiting. I love fall. I love winter. I'm definitely a sweater type of person.

the writing is. . .

. . . going well!

So well, I barely have time to grocery shop or do anything else.

In support of my writing, I got a surprise from My Significant Other. A brand new MacBook Pro. A Mac! I have been wanting one of these since forever, and it really is just an amazing computer. It arrived this morning and I wished instantly for a nanny so I could start playing on it right away. Gemma wasn't up for that though, so I had to wait. Dying for Justin to get home so he can see what he got me.

Sometimes things just fall into place and go the right way. Today is one of those days.

Even the weather is cooperating.

the baby is. . .

. . . napping for a few minutes and I am catching up online. Back to reading other blogs I enjoy and checking out websites, gearing up for submissions again. My significant other is already prepping for Halloween. It is funny to think that in a few years Gemma will be old enough to understand and enjoy dressing up and doing all the trick or treating. It was never really my holiday. I do recall though that one year I got to dress up as a call girl. I had no idea what that meant and I am sure my teacher was horrified when I told her what I was (honestly, I could have said gypsy and the outfit would have passed either way). Yay memories! Christmas is much more up my alley with the decorations and songs and merriment. This one will be good, of course, but the next one, when Gemma is closer to being two, will be the one to end all. Paper to rip, gingerbread to make, and songs to sing.

Yesterday I finished up a short story that has been in my head for at least two years. I don't know why it has taken me so long to commit it to paper, but the general concept has been lurking about and I finally worked out the particulars and luckily an ending presented itself. Not sure I will keep it upon revision, but it is there for now.

This puts me ever closer to the bigger picture, the larger project. It is so nice to finally be able to write again, even if only twenty minutes at a time and with innumerable interruptions.