Monday Blues

I'm not a Monday person. I never have been. I like them better now that I have started working full-time, but today, my daughter is sick and so I had to stay home and work. I feel so helpless when she is sick and I would much rather it was me than her. I'm very thankful that I have a job that allows me to work at home when I need to.

I wrote on my inspirational novel Saturday and it felt great. I have determined to forge ahead! My husband stands behind my decision and encourages me to go with it. It's great to have that kind of support. I'm going to really need it when (notice I said when, not if!) I sell and start becoming a full-time novelist. Ideally, I'd love to have a nice, big office overlooking a lake full of swans. Right now, my office is buried downstairs in the freezer room. I really shouldn't complain because it's nice and cool in the summer. I've got all my books around me (and the water heater, as well!) and it's my own, personal space. Still, I fantasize about my dream office. Someday...

The rain in Nebraska is different than other places. We just had a downpour that lasted not more than a minute. After the torrent, it sprinkled for a bit, and then quit. It's just bizarre. The famous saying for Nebraska is if you don't like the weather, wait ten minutes and it will change. On some days, that is the complete truth.

I finished planting my flower garden. I dug up most of the rocks and the perennials, but I know there will still be some I missed. That's okay - at least the front yard looks nice now. We're about finished with our fence in the back. I can't wait and neither can the dogs.

I also worked on character interviews Saturday. The main character of my next historical novel has been with me since the 7th grade. It's taken this long for me to write his story, but I think it needed to take this long. He's got a lot of issues I need to deal with and I'm looking forward to giving him his well-deserved happy ending.