This is the second morning in a row that I’ve been able to start my day out on my balcony. Both days have been overcast and cool and pretty much perfect for letting my thoughts wander. This may have contributed (along with the very large spiders–one writing and two striped garden variety–and the influence of my beloved muse) in getting “Staged” done. It was finished fairly easily last night. I’m unsure about the ending and may alter it a bit, as it took a really hard, Hitchcock kind of twist and I’m concerned that it has introduced too much of an element of humor. Dark humor, but humor nonetheless. I’ve sent it off to one of my editors to see what she thinks so it’s a matter of waiting at this point. This leads me to getting on to the next story… There’s a part of me that isn’t ready to move on–I don’t want to let go of the beauty of what I’m sharing with this muse. In reality, I don’t have to let go–there are connections that go beyond the influence and inspiration of this story, not to mention that he is part of a novel in progress and that has quite a bit of work left on it. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’d just prefer he be as permanent in my life as possible…

I have sewing that I need to get to today, if I still expect to be a part of the Grimm’s Harvest photo shoot next month. The sewing piece of it shouldn’t be terribly complicated, but it will involve embroidery toward the end, and there’s no telling how long that will take for me to complete.

I’m still so far from really being awake right now…Pausing in this just might be for the best. More to come…