Last week, I rewrote a 15,000 word piece of teen nonfiction. This week, I turned in a chapter and outline for my next project. If you only count books under contract, this will be number 7 for the year. If you count un-contracted projects, add two more to the tally. And I wrote 2000 words on my mystery.
So what am I doing tomorrow? I’m recharging.
Officially, I call these days Pajama Days. Why? Mostly because my introvert friends know what I mean. “You’re spending the day at home in your pajamas? Awesome!”
The best Pajama Days occur when I’m home alone. I love my boys but if you are an introvert you get it. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to negotiate. I just want to be. Blessedly, this is turkey season. For 36 hours, I will do what I want, when I want. Among the possibilities are:
Crochet. I have a school of goldfish and colony of bats in progress. I will be working on them while I listen to an audio book and watch movies.
Audio books. I’m listening to Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi. I started three other audio books before this one and quit each after one disk. This one, in contrast, is amazing. Which I hadn’t wasted time on the others.
Reading. I’m almost done with Louisa Morgan’s A Secret History of Witches. I’m not sure how this happens but often the book I am reading is similar to the book I am listening to. In this case, both involve magic.
Movies. I have Pixar’s Coco and also Shetland. I’ve been wanting to see Coco but getting an animated piece past the boys is tough. Shetland is a BBC mystery set in the Shetland islands. My husband is much less of a fan because the accents sometimes lose us. But that’s okay because I love the atmosphere.
Prehistoric Marine Reptiles. This is my latest MOOC class. I’m only a week in but I’m really enjoying it. I took two or three history classes in a row so getting back into science requires a mild adjustment.
If I feel like it, I may write. I could also bead and work on the 1960s Singer I’m bringing back into shape. There are about ten buckets of weeds in the front bed and I will almost certainly walk or row because I just feel better when I row. But the best part? I’m not going anywhere for 36 hours.
Why?
Because it’s Pajama Day. A day to recharge and renew my energy.
–SueBE
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