I spent this Monday and Tuesday watching Scandal, Breaking Bad, hanging out with Liesel from The Book Thief, and thinking about writing as usual. I would say this year has been my most successful year on my path to authorhood. My style has stayed more or less the same, but I think I've finally started to think more like the pros. I saw my mistakes for what they were--mistakes. I made a conscious decision to scrap those old habits. So far things are going well. I wrote some things on index cards and stuck them to my wall. I also read a few pages of Story Structure Architect by Victoria Lynn Schmidt.
This morning, while looking for things to photograph, I saw this guy lounging on the fence in our backyard. He didn't mind me taking his picture. He stared intently at me whenever I called to him. He was the perfect model. I wouldn't mind a furry companion.