Beds 2 & 3

[mallorys_camera]

Beds 2 & 3 in. (Cucumbers, basil.) There's room for some more plants in the basil bed, so I'm gonna put in a couple of heirloom tomatoes, too.

It was a cool, dank day, poised on the brink of rain but never quite spilling over. The amphibians were out full force.



In the middle of the night, I woke up with a horrendous stomach ache. I made a poki bowl for dinner, and I think the fish I used was not fresh.

I willed myself back to sleep 'cause, I mean, what the hell are you gonna do with yourself at 2:30 in the morning with a bad stomach ache? I feel somewhat better this morning, but still not 100%; if there was any way I could go back to bed and sleep for 24 hours, I would.

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Very slowly implementing Chapter 7 of the Work in Progress—Flavia is going over the events of the last weekend she spent with Neal to figure out if there were clues to his imminent demise that she missed. I am writing very much inside the box, and that's kind of boring. But I have to trust that at this point, "boring" is an avoidance mechanism. I have to believe that I know my craft as a writer, so even if it reads (for a multitude of reasons, none of them strictly definitional) "boring" to me, it won't be to an audience.

Comments

[puddleshark]

Mr Toad! (Or Mrs Toad!) How splendid!

Hope you have managed to shake off the digestive issues.

[mallorys_camera]

Yes, I'm back to normal. Thanks!

[asakiyume]

Garden's looking good!

And yeah, re: the writing. Plus sometimes you have to block things out, get them down, and they you can see ways you want to do something different.

[lookfar2]

Put that toad on the payroll! I look forward to seeing your harvests.

[mallorys_camera]

Yep. That's my writing mantra: It doesn't matter if it's good. It only matters that it's written.