Started the day in a foul, hopeless mood. Things improved when I alternated writing/revision with tea cabinet rearranging. Huzzah!
Got rid of lots of tea I hadn’t touched for years and hopefully made things more accessible, just in time for a visit from dear friend and fellow tea fanatic Michelle Lunsford.
For the most part, I have bagged tea on the left (the silver canister is full of Harney & Sons Holiday tea sachets) and loose leaf on the right. The bottom right shelf is well-stocked with caffeinated black tea — my mainstay — and above that is the herbal/decaf tea. My favorites are all within easy reach!
Yeah.
I also was tempted by Natalie Parker to procrastinate participate in a writerly meme. (I know, I know, I should be getting work done. I WILL. Right after I finish this entry.)
If you’re tagged (I wasn’t, but who cares?), you have to do the following:
Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript
Go to line 7
Copy down the next seven lines/sentences as they are – no cheating
Tag 7 other authors (I hate tagging people. Please join the fun if you are so inspired!)
Two framed cross-stitch samplers hung upon otherwise bare walls. I leaned in to peer at one, but it was dated 1872 – at least 40 years too early to be the work of our mother. A pair of silverfish, curled in a death embrace, formed a whiskery blotch in the corner.
I turned to find Ana poking around in a cabinet. “There are the creepiest old toys in here – wooden soldiers covered in bite marks and dolls with half their hair gone. The carnage of Colleys past, I suppose.” She flipped her own hair back and shivered.
Eeep! I followed the rules and did not tweak. Now . . . back to work!
