Wednesday, September 24th, 2014


I’m pleased with my critique rewrite of the first chapter of my manuscript, Where the Rabbits Dance.
I’m displeased with my bowling scores today.  Six gully balls, one strike and a smattering of spares.
I’m  pleased  with the hint of autumn in the air.
I’m displeased with the clutter around my desk where I do my writing.
I’m pleased with the interaction we had on the bus today about books and writing.  One can’t enough of contacts these days and I’m pleased that I can’t think of anything else to be displeased about!