That clacking sound you hear

Another week and I’m finally getting around to posting. Shocking, I know, but at least I’m consistent.

So what have I been doing with my time?

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Yep. Writing. I’m well into the next novel now and that’s soaking up most of my free time. It’s going well and should be done on time. And no, I still can’t tell you what it is. :)

Also, our little boy was sick this week, enough so that we took him to the doctor. Turns out he’s got a cold or minor virus and all we can do is give him Tylenol and Advil, but it’s pretty scary when a child that young gets ill. He’s doing better now.
I didn’t wind up getting as much done last weekend as I’d hoped—less writing and none of the household projects, though I did get to spend a nice day with my lovely wife and wonderful children, so that was good.

This weekend was originally supposed to be busy—the wife going out tomorrow and leaving me alone with the kids and me going to a gaming con in NJ on Sunday—but I suspect one or both won’t happen now. The wife has been a little under the weather herself the past few days, plus our boy is still a little sick, and my big reason for going to the con seems to have stalled (a project I co-wrote—we were originally going to be selling it there but that’s tough to do when it’s not even laid out yet).

So that means a little movie- or TV-watching, perhaps—we found a way to improve the volume on our computer enough that we can finally catch up on second-season Dr. Who, yay!—and some hanging out and maybe those painting projects.

Oh yes, and writing.