Now that summer is unofficially over, I'm actually feeling a little better. I picked up a story I started in 2011 and I'm getting back into it and I'm also plotting a new sci-fi. The book that was planned for December is NOT going to happen. At least not in December and maybe never.
I should feel bad about that, I guess, but the only way I can move forward is to not feel bad about it. I'm a fan of a writer whose next book has been postponed for more than a year. It's frustrating, but when the book does come out, I'll read it. So if anyone is anxiously waiting for this book to happen - they'll wait and they'll read it when they get it.
In the mean time I can't put my writing life on hold because one story isn't working for me.
Today I cleaned up the garden a bit. The last cucumber has been eaten. The first fairy garden has been remodeled for the fall. The pretty little purple plant in this picture had been replanted in a bigger pot and I've got links saved for the greenhouse I'm coveting for spring. I may actually go with an $800 polycarbonate walk-in that's just gorgeous. What I wouldn't give to have it now, but everything in time. This season is done. I can only prepare for next season.
I found some great mason jars at a garage sale yesterday and replanted the cutting of the polka dot plant in one of them. Two others are reserved for relatives who've asked for terrariums, so I'll have projects to keep me occupied in the fall. The week after next is my vacation, so I've got to come up with things to do - and now I know I don't have to fret about wasting my time writing things I don't want to write, I'm actually looking forward to it.
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