You know the piriformis muscle? Yeah, that one, that’s deep in your glutes that is never quite strong enough or stretched enough? I think I strained that this morning working out. Not pulled, it isn’t quite that bad. But still. Ow.

Tonight I’ll finish the rewrite of the second novel of this trilogy. Yay! I won’t start writing novel #3 tomorrow, as it’s Friday and I’m a little busy in the afternoon/evening. I am planning on taking myself out to breakfast Saturday morning, getting way over-caffeinated, and doing some brain storming. Perhaps even try a writing prompt or two, to get those writerly-first-draft muscles warmed up. Sometime next week I’ll actually start writing novel #3. I have some ideas for the start of the novel. I need more ideas for the later half. I still have that last scene clearly imagined. I need to do a little more figuring out how to get there.

For those of you following along, I’ve been a caregiver for my neighbor who has cancer for the past couple of months. She’s now in a hospice. I see her 4-5 times a week. She’s gone downhill so fast. I can’t say she has good days and bad — it’s more like good hours and bad. Monday I saw her at a good hour. Wednesday, not so much.

I hope that all of you have clear skies and no stress for the coming weekend!