Inspiration out the window

Well today wasn’t a productive day on the writing front at all. However, I did do quite well on the Solitaire front. My wireless internet connection was playing silly buggers so I felt lost – not to mention pissed off – because I felt isolated with no contact to the outside world.

In the end, I think I wrote half a dozen paragraphs which I’m hoping will bring me closer to the entire scene I wrote last weekend.

Still, I plan on having this, my 5th revision of Sarah’s Gift, completed by the end of August. Guess I best find some inspiration, muse, motivation, and anything else I’m going to require to achieve this outlandish goal.

Wish me luck!

It’s no longer “it’s not the heat… it’s the humidity”

Finally, the air has cleared. It’s not wet with humidity. Oppressive humidity. The kind that makes you wilt as soon as you step out the door. The kind that leaves you in a puddle of sweat when you wake up in the morning. It was wonderful to step outside the door this morning and be able to breathe and not feel smothered. Even with central air, the upstairs of the house has been unbearably uncomfortable for sleeping.

Hopefully with the better part of 24 hours with low humidity levels, sleeping tonight will be a bit easier.