It's June 5th. The best day of the year. I'm sitting at my table, overlooking my creek, drinking wine, and listening to my Octane radio. Godsmack is on right now, and that makes me pretty damn happy.
My goals this summer all revolve around writing. I want to sell some smut, write some more smut, and start the young adult novel that's been poking at my brain the last couple of weeks. I also want to get my 12-year-old daughter to write. She started a delightful little story last summer about flowers and musical instruments. It had a Jack and the Beanstalk vibe to it. I want her to make it happen this summer. We're attending a writing workshop together in August. I'm looking forward to it.
My other goals include catching as many glimpses of the bald eagle that comes around as possible, attracting monarch butterflies with my plants, and riding my bike once in a while. The eagle isn't exactly under my control, but I'll keep my eye out. I haven't seen the herons yet either. It's too bad I don't fish. There are five huge catfish right in front of my site.
Crap! There's a hummingbird in the tree in front of me, cheeping at me because the feeder is broken. A squirrel or something broke it two weeks ago. Better get a new one tomorrow.
Right now, I think I'm gonna read some smut. I have a friend who needs some proofreading. It's a good use of my time.