So The Amishland Storyteller has been a success in my... errr... book. It's done, readers have had some really nice things to say about it that you can read here. You can also buy the book there, and that would be totally awesome, too.
I've started back on my original project that I started three years ago and decided I needed to get some experience in writing novels so it wouldn't be a disaster. I'm glad I waited. I really think it's going to be great.
But lately I've been focusing on not being so critical of myself (apparently, according to the internet, I suffer from neurotic perfectionism). I'm trying really hard to just chill and take a break. It's hard for me, trust me.
Last week I made a small tiled table for the kitchen to replace my half-ass temporary job that has been in place for, probably, three years. Building it wasn't as hard as I thought. In fact, it was pretty simple. I've also been going around the house and doing all the little things that "I'll get to someday." Well, someday was this past month, apparently. I tiled the half wall next to the fridge that hold the industrial french fry cutter, and finally, after three years, grouted the tile I put up as a backsplash. I also cleaned off the drywall mud from the ceiling fan in the pool room that has been there since I finished out the room. That was four years ago. Today I put up some extra hooks on the third and still blank wall of the coat closet, and repaired the skirt to the sofa I reupholstered three years ago. I also added 1000+ words to my manuscript and am more than halfway through the first draft. It's been a good day.
Tomorrow Quinn, my twelve year old son, has his first test. It's a calculus test at Salisbury University. Yeah. He's a little nervous, I think, but I know he'll do fine. I have a feeling he'll be the top score in the class and throw off the curve (if there is one). He does have an advantage: he has his own personal math tutor. His father, who signed him up for the course and has been transporting him there and even sitting in with him at first. He'll do fine. I actually think Mike is more nervous for Quinn than Quinn is!
The french fries on the stove are almost ready. Have a good night.b