I really dislike April 1st. Such a wonderful time of year, yet I am afraid to believe a word I hear all day. And that is sad. You would think since I am such a jokester that I would adore today. Nope. It’s the type of jokes that are done today that I dislike the most – getting someone to believe an untruth at their expense. I will admit to liking ‘pulling the wool over someone’s eyes’ but usually it’s not painful.
Okay, lecture over. Getting on with the program now.
Counts are doing good. I participated in the ‘March Madness’ marathon and achieved Level 4 (4000 words a day for 7 days) although I had hoped for Level 5. Simple Sarah is going along nicely, despite the high level of crap I have written lately. I need to do some big-time editing now but I am almost looking forward to it. I made some mistakes recently and need to back up and verify the facts that I had written earlier. Like, I said Lea had done something ten years ago but she couldn’t have, if I had said earlier that she was doing this at that time instead. I know, confusing isn’t it?
I need to get at least one printer working so I can print some of this stuff out. I think I can edit better that way, especially the little things like ‘goo’ instead of ‘good’ or ‘wether’ instead of ‘whether’.
I’m wondering if it is time to take another look at Wayback, see how I like it now.
Word Counts:
- Simple Sarah – 118,379
- March Total: 143,358
- Year-to-Date: 271,103
We need to keep these numbers in perspective: I have no life. I have nothing to do but sit here all day. I either think about my writing as I play games or I am writing. I have no job. The only places I am going to lately are doc appts and PT.
Speaking of Real Life, I am sad to report that my parent’s African Grey Parrot, Johnny, died the other day. His death was sudden and they don’t know why, other than it was not contagious. Mikey, the Macaw, was depressed for several days and they were afraid he was ill. He is okay now, just lonesome. Johnny was a beautiful bird, and like most African Greys, he was tempermental.
I have gotten used to the CPAP, although I don’t feel any miraculous amounts of energy.