St Eulalia, John William Waterhouse
I’ve written 1500 words today on the journey to Lucalla section, but can’t update the bar yet ’cause I’ve sliced away about 17,000 so I’m just going to let that 37,000 sit until I write my way back to it. Rain hasn’t come yet, but weathercasters promise it’s on the way. Sunny outside this afternoon, bright, but with a boreal wind.
I’m not supposed to work on anything else this year, but I’ve got a special project I can’t resist. I’ve decided to give it a little time–an hour or two here and there on the weekends. A Lamentation of Swans still gets 99% of my time.