Monday . . .um . . . Stuff

I need a name for my Monday posts. It’s not the weekly wrap-up, so that’s out. Weekly start seems kinda lame. . . What about Monday Meanderings? That seems to have a nice ring to it. And I do seem to meander quite a bit, although that seems to be a natural state for me. :-)

Okay, now that that’s settled, let’s get on with it.

RECAP

My goals for last week were: next chapter in the serial, something new for poetry group, fence sitting about One Word, and create a book database.

I did get my chapter up, eventually. The husband of a close friend of mine died at the end of last week so Saturday I was giving her some moral support which is why I didn’t get the chapter up until Sunday.

I got not one, but two poems written for my Passion for Poetry, plus I did the “poemwork” poem for my poetry group which meets tomorrow night. The theme for the poem was a conversation so I did a conversation with myself. :-)

I created a new blog for my One Word attempts and another timed prompt called Write Every Day. You can check the blog out HERE (or just click on the link on the upper left) and add your efforts to the comments. It’s surprising how much those comments will hold.

Did start a database but it needs modification.

Goals for this week:

Third chapter in the Space Opera serial. It might be a good idea to start this earlier in the week and then if extenuating circumstances pop up I’ll be prepared. Jamie, how on earth do you manage two chapters a week with everything else you do??

New poem for Passion for Poetry - maybe I should start picking the next week’s topic as soon as I finish the previous week’s post. That way Wednesday night won’t roll around and find me going: “Oh crap, what am I going to do for the poetry post tomorrow?”

Work on Database. This is my last week of Access so I’d like to get this database finished before we go on to the next subject and I lose interest.

Write a letter to my sister. Yes, this is a legitimate goal. I write to my sister maybe three times a year but they’re always nice, big, letters. I’ve owed her this letter for at least a month.

Any other writing that happens to take my fancy - maybe a new poem, work on something old or something new . . . time and circumstance permitting of course.

And now I have to go get ready for a funeral. Let's just hope the rain holds off.

Have a good week everyone.