I’ve got just over a week now to make some super progress on the current WIP because other than the amount of time before the battery dies on the plane, I don’t know how much writing will get done in the first few days I’m there. I’m betting on none.
I’ve got just over a week to work as much as I can, but with my niece coming to stay here on Allen Mountain that won’t be much, I’m afraid. Three gigs so far, but that may have to be it.
I’ve got just over a week to get some stock ordered to take with me to Beach Bound Hounds in September so that I can sign some books and get My Pack’s stories out to those who never got to meet the original Fab Five (with apologies to my EQ friends, I’m stealing that b/c my first pack WAS fabulous) and who haven’t had a chance to meet Psycho Puppy Girl because she’s been overseas. I’m still confident that the WIP will have become Proud Racer: An American Greyhound in Yorkshire by BBH and will be ready to sign and sell as well.
But best of all…
Just over a week from now I will be snuggling up to that face and smooching that noggin…well, when I’ve pried myself loose from Hubs and stopped putting my face in Mills’s fur, that is. I’ve not packed a thing, in fact I’m still not sure which bag I’m taking or what will go in it…but I’m counting down the days!