Update from an Uncomfortable Chair

Drawing, Whining, and the Cat’s Royal Demands

Yesterday I wrestled the book outline into something resembling a one. Characters are moving, motives are murky, and someone isn’t making it past Act II. Sorry, Derek. You had it coming, my little sacrificial lamb.

When my brain fizzled out, I channeled the chaos into a drawing instead of spiraling. Here's the result. Is it symbolic? Maybe. Is it dramatic? Absolutely.

Today plan to squeeze in some actual writing before we hit the road to visit family. I also need to finish crafting a “how to keep our cat alive and mostly happy” guide for the sitter. New apartment, new rules, same diva cat who believes food should appear on command and that 3 a.m. is the ideal time to scream at ghosts. AND...crunch on greenhouse millipedes?!?!? Why do we have those??

I'll be ecstatic when we get all these leak/flooring issues behind us. Oh, wait...I'm all dark, witty, and mysterious, I haven't mentioned the real-life problems that give me migraines. Yep, migraine sufferer too.

Here’s hoping I get words down before I get distracted by packing or fur-covered sabotage.

Harlo