It's the last day of February. The sun is shining, though it's a cold -11 degrees and we're expecting another three to six inches of fresh snow tomorrow. The calendar says spring is just 20 days away, but those of us living in the northeast know we have a long way to go yet before we get a taste of warmer weather. Still, the days are growing longer, slowly but consistently pulling us from the darkness of winter, and that's something for which to feel thankful.
February 1st marked the beginning of two new writing projects, one of which is a manuscript I will query, and the other an erotic novel I plan to self-publish under a pseudonym. Incidentally, this "erotic" novel is turning out to be more of a romantic comedy with a twist of naughty. I have discovered that, although I take my writing seriously, it is not in my nature to write an erotic novel with a serious plot. I simply find my characters wanting to say or do humorous things as they blunder together through their adventures. Still, I'm having a good time getting to know these (yet unnamed) characters and telling their story, one that perhaps longtime partners and spouses will empathize. I met my goal of 10,000 words for the month, with a total word count of 10,044.
My "Book to Query" project is also coming along nicely. I'm still getting to know the main character Holly and her daughter Tess. There's also Ben and various other unnamed characters that will play a pivotal part in moving this story along. Quite unintentionally, this book has begun to delve into the world of magical realism. I've always had a fondness for contemporary stories that include a touch of the surreal, so I suppose it's only natural that I write one. At this point, my story is rather unstructured. There is very little flow, no chapter delineations, and out-of-order scenes that melt one into another. My goal has been to just write, which is exactly what I've done. It's a wonderful mess! As with my other project, I met my goal of 10,000 words for the month, with a total word count of 10,028.
Unrelated to writing, but something I'm no less passionate about, is gardening. Before dogs, we had a wonderful raised-bed system of gardens in the back yard that allowed us to grow an abundance of vegetables and flowering plants. But now we have a young and energetic black lab, and an even younger and more energetic lab/boxer mix. The gardens were dismantled and dug up so that they could have ample space to run and play without hurting themselves or destroying my hard work.
Two of the raised beds were moved out front this past spring and I plan to add one more this year. It will be another 45-60 days before I start seeds indoors, but I bought packets of kale and spinach seeds to grow and harvest inside right now. My son has a bearded dragon and guinea pig that eats these greens and, well . . . buying from the store what we can grow at home doesn't make much sense.