I’m back from my two week vacation in Europe–11 days cruising the countries of the Baltic (Denmark, Finland, Sweden, Russia, Estonia, Poland and Germany) and a non cruising day in Copenhagen, wrapping up with 3+ days in Paris.
Here are a few of my favorite shots, with more to come I’m sure:
Eiffel Tower (duh!)
On the deck of the Star Princess, the evening we set sail from Copenhagen, Denmark.
Summer Palace, St. Petersburg, Russia
The Louvre, Paris
It’s fun to vacation, but equally fun to return home.
Writing is not my job; it’s my passion and my hobby. Therefore, it should be enjoyable. On the other hand, a type A person can’t help but apply type A attitudes even to hobbies. What used to be a leisurely activity now has demands and goals and achievements and that’s not even factoring in the latest brouhaha’s in the writing world.
Just today, on my lunch break (still in progress), I mentally compiled a list of what I felt I needed to do. Now, please don’t quote me the “don’t sweat the small stuff and it’s all small stuff” because I already know this. It doesn’t seem to matter. Here’s my list, not in order:
1. Rewrite query for The Pure
2. Edit The Pure (this one never seems to go away) to address my own findings and my Beta readers’ findings.
3. Edit All’s Fair per Beta readers’ suggestions
4. Beta read (got one in full swing, one on hold)
5. Polish and submit short stories (Yes, plural)
6. Write The Book Portal (my abandoned JaNoWriMo project)