We thought that we would get to play tourist yesterday, but the fast-moving storm system that came through the region the day before was followed up by a steady rain that fell all night long and well into the morning. Neither one of us really wanted to go out in that kind of weather, so we decided to stay at home for another day.
And it turned out to be a very productive day for me. I cranked out over 7,000 words and by the time I stopped, somewhere around 10 PM, I had completed the first draft of my new book, Crazy Days In Big Lake. I still have go back and polish up some things and check some facts, and then I’ll give it to Miss Terry to proofread. Once she is done with it, I’ll have it read a couple more times before I actually format and publish it.
Meanwhile, I have to do something about a cover. My friend and fellow author Dale Roberts designed the last two covers in the Big Lake series, but he is pretty busy with his own writing projects and is moving into a new house at the same time, so I think he has enough on his plate already. Hopefully, I’ll have something ready to go by the time the book is proofed and corrected.
I mentioned in yesterday’s blog that we had lost the signal on our rooftop satellite dish and couldn’t get it back after Wednesday’s storm. I talked to Greg White just before we went to bed, and he said to give it until morning and it might be back once things had settled down in the atmosphere. Sure enough, when we got up yesterday things were back to normal.
While I was busy writing, Miss Terry was occupied with some bookkeeping, a crochet project, and she made a wonderfully delicious dinner of garlic anchovy aïoli. There was a time when, if anybody would have told me I would eat anything with anchovies in it, I would’ve called them a fool. But it’s one of my favorite meals.
Later in the evening Terry made a wonderful blueberry buckle, topped with fresh whipped cream. I didn’t know what a buckle was. I used to have one on my belt, but I haven’t seen it in years. But as it turns out, this kind of buckle is sort of a fresh blueberry coffee cake with a streusel crumb topping and freshly made whipped cream. Of course, it was delicious too. I think I have figured out why I haven’t seen that belt buckle of mine in so long! It’s a good thing she doesn’t bake like this all the time (anymore).
Today, if the weather cooperates, we plan to go to Plymouth and play tourist. I hope I’m not a bad influence on all of those Puritans!
Thought For The Day – If things get better with age, I’m approaching magnificent.