I didn’t feel well this morning so I spent some time cutting up wood with the chainsaw and cutting down a few more trees around the garden. I also found and cut another maple. I peeled it after I measured it against the other one that has bee drying. I am going to replace the ladder I cut apart with peeled maple that will last a lot longer. That will give me my mid-size ladder again.
By afternoon I was hot and sticky, so I showered and ate a lunch combined with dinner, zucchini of course, while I watched another sad foreign film called Mouchette.
I should try to avoid having these images in my head.
I did some more cleaning up the yard today as well, although so far I haven’t written anything. I wasn’t up for it this morning and I’m a bit tired now. I always worry about a novel draft when it’s two thirds done. I wonder if I will be able to finish it, or will it languish like Marred, a novel about Mars colonization setting at fifteen thousand words, and The Coffin Ships, another ten thousand words or so of a novel start on fleeing earth and colonization of the asteroids and Oort cloud.
I managed to get something written last night after all. I got through a tough part in the novel and wrote another five thousand words. I might finish this draft after all.
