The love of reading inspired me to be a writer. But since I started writing, I don’t have time to read. It’s a conundrum. When I read, I like to focus–to really give my time to the book and read it in two to three days. Over that last several years, I read a book or two in between deadlines. Since I’m an editor now, I have even less time. I’m caught up on the initial editing bottleneck, and am getting a schedule worked out now to where I have some free time. But since I want to write and read, do craft and home improvement projects, I decided to try reading at night when I go to bed.
I’m a night owl and it always takes me a while to get wound down from my day, so reading is the perfect solution. Since our son is eighteen and can get himself up for work these days, I go to bed at 2 am and get up at 10 am. It’s awesome. Until now, my entire life, I’ve had to get up early and go to bed early. Which is totally against my inner clock. I’ve discovered that if I go to bed at 1 am, I can read for an hour and finish a book in a week or two. It’s not ideal, but workable. For my first experiment with this time schedule, I chose my favorite author, Denise Hunter. My deadline inundated existence kept from starting her latest series. So the good thing about being busy, all three books have released, and I’m getting to read them one after the other instead of waiting months in between. I may start waiting until the whole series releases on purpose in the future.
I loved Book 1, Lake Season. On top of being Denise’s usual toe-curling kiss romance, the hero is an author. An introspective, really smart author who uses a pen name to hide his identity because he’s worried he won’t live up to the suave, debonair heroes he writes. I’m just digging into Book 2, Carolina Breeze and am loving it too. The only thing I don’t like is reading them slowly. But it does give me more time to let the story sink in. Aren’t the beach reads pretty on my seashell bedspread?
So on to all the projects I’ve accomplished between the books I’ve edited. This was an electric fireplace and of course the heater that used to be in the middle quit working. My husband wanted to chunk it, but I saw a shelf just waiting to happen. He painted it white and put the shelf in per my instructions. Then I dug in my trunk full of fabric and found just the thing to pretty up the inserts. I need to get door handles for it, but other than it’s finished. The books make up my current to be read pile. The shelf is in my sunroom, formerly the screened-in porch, next to my office. Since the room is usable year-round now, I do a lot of my editing there on my trusty laptop. By the way, that’s a B B gun. Our neighbor’s rooster loves to come over here to crow and wake me up. So whenever any of the chickens get in our yard, we pop them and the rooster stays away.
I also got my son’s room painted. At the time, he was working in Mississippi building grain silos and we wanted to get it done before he got home. We made it. I didn’t take any before pictures. But it was a weird green-gray dark color. Now it’s a really light gray and so much brighter. My husband also painted his dresser, which was 80’s orangey oak, now flat black. He was quite pleased with the transformation. He’s home now and got hired at a factory about thirty minutes away. After pouring concrete and building grain mills, he’s ready to work inside, out of the weather. The company he’ll work for makes potato chip bags, has been there for fifty years, has great benefits, retirement plans, and lots of opportunities to move up. We’re excited. Just waiting on his drug test. It’s awesome for your 18-year-old kid to get a drug test and you know in your soul you don’t have to worry about the results. God is good.
Since several of our exterior window shutters were losing slats, my husband has been slowly replacing them with handmade lattice ones. Which means I have shutters for crafts. The corner table was part of my parents’ first bedroom suite and was at my grandparents’ house for as long as I can remember. I always loved it, so after my grandparents passed, my mom let me have it. It was maple. My husband painted it white for me, except the top and drawer which I stained mahogany. It’s in our living room and he made the birdcage light fixture above it several years ago. I wanted something tall on the corner table in the living room. So I made the home sign. The letters are paper mache from Hobby Lobby. I love word signs since words are a big part of my life.
I haven’t done it yet, but I bought a puzzle. I plan on using my handy-dandy puzzle board in my sunroom on the wicker table. When I need a break from editing or have a few spare minutes, you can find me puzzling. This will be an experiment. I confessed last month that when I’m doing a puzzle, I don’t want to do anything else, like feed my family or sleep. I just want to do my puzzle. Hopefully, I can still be productive. If not, I’ll have to put it away. We’ll see.
I plan on doing some sewing next month. But as I mentioned, a book is bubbling to the surface. At the moment, though I have some proposals submitted, I don’t have a book contract. Except for a novella collection to release next September with four other authors through the publishing company I’m part owner of. At the moment, I’m free to write what I want. It’s coming together in my head, an old project that needs to be finished.
What about you? Any crafty projects lately? What work projects are you working on or have you completed? How many books have you read this month? Comment or answer to get in the drawing for my two in one with Jill Lynn. Deadline: Nov 6th.