…and taking names.
Sorry it’s been Radio Silence on the Cathryn Channel. I wish I could say I was doing terribly interesting things. Well, hold on. It’s the Internet and none of you can find me.
So I’ve spent the past two weeks on a soul journey, riding a Harley across the colorful American landscape of broken dreams and I met an ex-con named Spike in Tuscan who hand knits baby afghans.
Just kidding, I’ve been making medchem flashcard sets and drinking coffee. And hosting Thanksgiving!
Christmas lights/kitchen lights do not make good photograph lights.
My novel has come to a grinding halt, although I’ve got a good direction for finishing it and I’m hoping to get it done by the end of the year! Although I just did the calculations, and instead of the NaNoWriMo 1,667 words/day, I still need to write 1,100 words/day to get it done by the end of the year. …. Dang it. Well, I’ll figure something out.