Today was awesome...

I woke up on time for once and for once instead of writing nonsensical complaints in my morning pages, I actually wrote about my beloved characters. So am happy!

My writing corner, except for the lamp and books,
everything was thrifted. The chair was my first repair.

Before.

I painted the chair with fabric paint, but I ran out of paint and covered the seat with an old skirt of mine that was made from ankara (adire?????). I discovered wood glue, and glued the leg back on. Now that I am not scared of painting wood, I think I will sand the feet down and restain them, one day.

The bamboo table was $12.99. It took me a week and a half to decide on it. It was covered in dust, the glass was taped down and it looked mad beat up, plus it was missing a glass top in the middle.

$12.99 Goodwill

I thought the price was too much. But then, I saw this:

$199, Ballard Designs

And I ran back immediately and snatched it up, soap and water, glass cleaner and it looks pretty nice now.

My baby cousin joined us today, July 5th, welcome love! I can't wait to see you.

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And the photos!

My crazy looking art project. Retry! The curtains. Ignore the unevenness. I have a problem with straight lines. Before After. Need more stuffing! Problem Child! Don't know why the wood wouldn't fit. Will have to try again. So going over my bed. So excited about it! No clue where to put this. Too small for over the tv.

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Last time I discussed my writing, I was moaning about how overwhelmed I felt about editing. Well, this past week I stopped whining and consulted my expert researcher Ms/Mr Google - s/he is an hermaphrodite- and discovered a nifty book called Self Editing for Fiction Writers by Renni Browne and Dave King. This book is so on fire that it impacted my writing before I even received it. How do I mean? Well, I read an excerpt of the first chapter online and realized what was wrong with my own first chapter right away. In a word -well several words- I was explaining too much and not letting the characters live. I was giving all kinds of background and history and what not. A whole lot of info that had me saying in my nephew's voice: "who cares?" I guess the avid reader in me knew the problem all along, but the writer in me resisted deleting a single word. I mean those words were agonized over and carefully chosen by committee. I was loathe to let even one of them go. But I ...

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