There hasn’t been much activity going on here because I’m graduating in two weeks. I don’t actually have that much school work to do anymore, but I’ve been working on writing and creating medical emergencies. (Alright, well, it’s not an emergency. My tooth just hurts, but still.)
On the proofreading front: I’m at chapter seven of Wildflower Crown, which is a little over halfway through. It’s slow work since I don’t want to speed the text-reading software up and miss a mistake, so once I start wishing death upon the voices (there are three: David, Hazel, and Zira) then I have to take a break, which leads us to the next point.
On the writing front: I’ve started my next novel which doesn’t have a title. I’ll be writing it all summer while finishing the edits on Wildflower Crown and starting the edits on Only in Whispers. It is very, very loosely based on Rapunzel (as in, there is a tower), and that’s all I’ll say for now.
On the snow font: Yeah, it snowed. In April. Two days before it snowed it had been 70 degrees (21 C for you non-Americans). This isn’t some kind of record and none of it stuck, but I’m still unamused.
On the teeth front: Did you know that chocolate chips are named literally? They are chocolate that chip. I bit down on one at a weird angle while eating a cookie and it chipped my tooth. I don’t know whether to call it a crack or a chip because it’s a molar that chipped off into the gum (so it’s still there) but either way I get to go to the dentist. Yay.
-Charlotte Cyprus
Yay for graduating! I graduate as well and it’s the best feeling in the world!
As for the snow… after our winter, I’m glad that didn’t happen where I live.
As for the teeth… I just got my wisdom teeth out, so I feel your pain. What an odd way to chip a tooth, though. At least it will give you a good story to tell! Good luck with getting that fixed!
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My brother chipped his front tooth from running into a towel. We were on vacation and my brother refused to take a shower in the hotel, so my dad said, “Alright, at least wash your face off.” He refused that too so my dad held up the washcloth like he was a bull fighter and my brother ran into it and somehow his tooth just broke in half :p
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Okay, that story wins! Lol.
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