Sunday, October 22, 2006
I'm feeling much better today and even managed to eat like a normal person again. I'm also well enough to start working on my contemporary in earnest again. As I sit here adding some details to an already written scene, I realize that I do love my heroine, but she has no skill whatsoever as a home repair person. As my fingers move over the keys spilling out her plight I can't help but giggle. In some ways she's just like me. In other ways we're complete opposites. She at least attempts to fix things. If it's beyond changing a light bulb, I just wait and call on someone else to fix the problem.