I like yogurt, but I am not a spy. I just tried Greek Yogurt – and if I had to eat that on a daily basis – I too, would wreck the economy just to get the factories that make that stuff shut down. It is thick – like whipped cream, but a lot more dense, and it’s far more salty than regular yogurt. Even when it has honey flavoring, I can still taste the saltiness in it. Blech. Just… blech. Oh, well – on to other things in the day.
It is Monday and all the baggage about it remains. The dogs are back, so all is well as far as distractions go. I was oddly troubled by their lack of barking on Friday and now that they’re back, I wish they’d be a little quieter. “I don’t like the sound of those drums” shortly followed by “It’s quiet… too quiet”. Yeah – that’s my life here. Maybe this is just the Greek yogurt talking. I’m also waking up, still, so if nothing makes sense, then get some coffee and try to read this. Actually, that won’t help. I should get some coffee.
The novel continues along at its own pace and should be ready for major editing by beginning of September. Still looking for an artist for the cover of the first novel, so if you happen to know anyone, please direct them to this email address (firstname.lastname@example.org) and include in the subject: ‘cover artist’. I am willing to pay a small amount for the art and would be more than happy to discuss fees… but not right now, I need to focus on getting the book finished. I am so close to getting it done… I’m tempted to call in sick, but I can’t. I already did that last month just because I needed to have a day off. I’ll just have to put up with everything as best as I can until I can get to the point where I can leave the job and write full time. I know I’m putting the cart before the horse, but I need to get some other thing straightened out, like how I’m going to pay taxes when I go solo – should I get an LLC? It may be fairly optimistic of me to think down to a point where I’m going to need to have some sort of business license, but since I am taking on the duties of a publisher, I should look at the bigger picture. Besides, if I can incorporate in Nevada, it would be wrong of me to not go to the casino.
Back to reality – I didn’t get to go to see The Dark Night Rises. Maybe the next time I get paid, I’ll go see it. I had the writer’s meeting and by the time I got out, I was more than ready to come back home. I like the group, I like the interaction; but after hitting the Indian Buffet, I was ready to retreat home. I’m not the most social person on the weekends, I save up for the week. Speaking of which, I need to get back to the novel.
Have a good day.