In a somewhat unsurprising turn of events, the fluffy kitty that needs help managing his matted fur is not thrilled with the prospect of letting me brush and pull at those mats with the new fur rake that arrived yesterday. It does a wonderful job thinning his undercoat, though, which I imagine is a bit of a relief in this weather, and will be appreciated as the house gets warmer with the oncoming summer.
Zero publishing yesterday, but 206 fiction words and 498 total words. I’m plugging. That’s all that can be said. I’ll find my speed again, I know it. (I’m going to keep telling myself that.
So in the story I’m working on now (004 for now) has got a rather grumpy evil type and a rather bouncy hero type. The grump a man is my age (40-ish), living in a big empty house with a big, serious butler and a bunch of money (ill-gained, perhaps, but still). The bouncy hero type is a young girl (8 years old), orphaned (apparently), and oblivious to the grump’s bad moods. Their relationship is quite irritated-as-f* uncle vs bright and shining brat. Naturally, it’s more idolized and heroic uncle vs lost and loney child from the other perspective, but I’ve been focusing on him first. We’ll get to her a bit later. When it’s a bit too late, perhaps. I’m not sure exactly where the story is going, but I do have that much.
Okay, well, it’s time to move my morning forward. I hope everyone has a lovely Friday! I plan to.