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clarentineFinally, finally the second draft of the novel currently going by the title of Bells is wrapped, and I can stop driving myself in little fits and spurts toward this point. I’m still not satisfied with parts of it, but I can work on those parts while I let my brain take that well-deserved break it’s been begging for. I still need to write a logline to send to the agent along with the novel.
Now’s the time, if you’re at all curious about life in Spanish Colonial Florida and the magic of bells, to speak up. I could use some fresh eyes on this story.
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Went to the consignment store on Saturday in the midst of an epic round of errands in town, and came away with four sweaters, a nice red boiled wool cardigan/jacket, and a couple of trousers. This is one of the best haul days I’ve had at this store, and I got the top discount on three of the sweaters so the grand total wasn’t all that bad. It’s even better when you consider that these are the sorts of things I went there specifically looking for. You know how when you take your car to the mechanic and it refuses to make the noise that’s driving you crazy? That’s how my planned trips to the consignment store usually go.
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The Little Woodstove That Could got the house up to 77F in the hallway yesterday evening. I ended up in short sleeves. *g* It was still 67F this morning when I got up (and outside it was 19F!).
There’s a winter storm warning for Monday night and into Tuesday. Nice to know we’ll be tucked up warmly while it’s going on.
Now’s the time, if you’re at all curious about life in Spanish Colonial Florida and the magic of bells, to speak up. I could use some fresh eyes on this story.
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Went to the consignment store on Saturday in the midst of an epic round of errands in town, and came away with four sweaters, a nice red boiled wool cardigan/jacket, and a couple of trousers. This is one of the best haul days I’ve had at this store, and I got the top discount on three of the sweaters so the grand total wasn’t all that bad. It’s even better when you consider that these are the sorts of things I went there specifically looking for. You know how when you take your car to the mechanic and it refuses to make the noise that’s driving you crazy? That’s how my planned trips to the consignment store usually go.
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The Little Woodstove That Could got the house up to 77F in the hallway yesterday evening. I ended up in short sleeves. *g* It was still 67F this morning when I got up (and outside it was 19F!).
There’s a winter storm warning for Monday night and into Tuesday. Nice to know we’ll be tucked up warmly while it’s going on.
