Gone Fishin’

Gone Fishing 024It’s been a while since I’ve been here and I really can’t blame it all on the Temporary Bunny and other house guests. I’ve been writing some, but editing a lot more. I have thoughts about plotting vs. pantsing now that I’m editing a work that I wrote without a plan. I’ll write more on that later.

But I didn’t want to completely neglect this site, so here’s a photo from the attic archives. I’ll be back in a week or so after I get a partial ready to submit. And meet up with a friend for dinner on the river, attend an 80th birthday party, and go to a baseball game. In other words, enjoying the summer.

Have a wonderful week. Ciao!

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Yes, a cat photo

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Cat portrait, taken sometime in the 1940s (maybe).

What? You thought cat photos only became popular with the advent of the internet? Here’s proof that we’ve been obsessed with our furry friends for much longer than that.

Quite a few portraits of this cat are in the archives from the studio. I’m not sure if the photographer was bored when business was slow or if he used the cat to set up the lights and backdrops.

A different view of the same landscape

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A random page from my book.

The weather is so much better than yesterday, when it was well over 100 degrees. Today, I’m going to take my laptop and sit outside and enjoy the breeze and the relatively mild temperatures. I have five scenes to write and I’ll be finished with Trust Me. I jumped the gun a little and went ahead and compiled my manuscript in Scrivener, then transferred it to my Kindle so I could see how it looked.

Somehow, seeing the same words I’ve reread a thousand times in a different format is even more inspiring. Last night, I read through a few chapters just to see how it flowed and had several moments where I thought, “You know, this doesn’t suck.” Progress!1950 SF Chinatown edited  4324

 

Edited to add:  After I hit publish, I realized that the entry for this post on the main page shows an old photo of San Francisco that I had intended to use, but then scrapped. But the title still fits, so here is the full-sized version. It’s from the early 1950s, I believe, and is from the box of old photos I found in my attic recently. I’ve always thought that color photographs from the 1950s looked so optimistic. Enjoy!

Skating, Dancing

Skating Rink  4322I had planned to spend the day hiking, but we got rained out. So instead, I dragged my husband off to the nursery to look at trees. He dragged me into a hardware store, so I guess we’re even.

I’m settling in to write now. That was my plan for this mini-vacation, after all. I’m close to finishing Trust Me (this time, I mean it). Also, I’m close to the end of the month and nowhere near my goal of writing 15,000 words in May.

So, while I run off to torture my characters for a while, please enjoy another image from the archives. When I was sorting through the negatives, this one immediately caught my eye. It’s still one of my favorites. Can’t you just imagine the music and the sound of rented skates on a temporary skating rink floor?

Tell me a story

I have a box of treasures that were long thought to be lost. They were mourned many years ago, only to surface a few months ago in my attic (along with several bridesmaid dresses, which were never mourned and are now thankfully lost to Goodwill).

These images date from the 1930s to 1952. However, most of them are negatives, so it’s been taking a while to figure out how best to convert them to photographs. I should mention the negatives are 4×5 and larger, not something you can drop off at the local drug store for copies. BW Store Interior 020

But I’m working on the collection and enjoying the time with the images. A few really stand out and I thought I would share them.

This one in particular seems like a good writing prompt. It tells a story, at least to me. I hope it inspires something in you, too.