Monday, August 20, 2012
Rascally Monday Moons!
Yesterday I cut the grass for the first time since the geothermal loop guys wreaked havoc on the yard. I probably kicked up more dust than anything, but it looks a little better. Seems like that rain we got Thursday night didn't do very much, though. My tulip poplar only has a few leaves left at the very top. The rest of it looks dead as a door nail.
I'm gearing up for the lake trip with the gang on Wednesday. I'll probably be cooking all day Tuesday, making potato salad, a coconut pie, and zucchini bread. Budley, Sam, and I went to the Bloomington Farmer's Market on Saturday, where I paid $3 for two great big zucchinis similar to the hundreds I've grown myself and given away in the past. I never really needed to go before since I always grew my own veggies> This year, however, I had need of someone else's produce.
It was an interesting event, particularly in light of the book I'm working on. My hero in Better Than Chocolate is the manager of a health food grocery, and I saw lots of people there who espouse a similar lifestyle. I wrote the original version of that story several years ago, and the main theme throughout all of the books I wrote back then were nice guys in ordinary occupations. Not a millionaire or a cop in the bunch. My critique partner, Elizabeth Raines thinks you all will enjoy this one. I certainly hope so. Alan (the hero) is quite a character!
I still haven't decided what to do with this series. Part of me says play it safe and sell it to Sourcebooks, but the little voices are telling me to take a chance and self-publish it. Either way, I need to get it finished so I can get back to work on Rascal. Onca was nagging me to write his book, so I wrote the first two chapters and sold the story to Sourcebooks, but I haven't written anything on it since.
A few days ago I woke up with ideas running rampant through my mind, and I sat down and scribbled out several pages. Apparently, Onca has been haunting my dreams, trying to get me to write some more of his story. I had an idea he wouldn't leave me alone for long. He's a Rascal, you know.
Kinda like this guy...