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I was supposed to work on the copy edits today.  I meant to do it, but as the day moved on, I realized that I didn’t want to work on them.  That usually isn’t a problem with me, I’m the Queen of work ethic, but SKIN TRADE only went to New York on the 21st of Janurary.  The copy edits winged back to us on the 3rd of Febuary.  Jon took two days to go over them, since he’d been the one up with me every night until midnight or 2 in the morning, he was the one who knew the book the best, after me.  Now it’s my turn, so bright and early this morning I was in my office.  Okay by 9, this morning, I was in my office.  I meditated, which I do almost every morning, then time to work.  Instead I called my priestess, and talked for a little while, then to work.  Instead I called my friend, Shawn, because I had to have my morning snack and I couldn’t type while I did that.  Then it was time to work, but by that time it was only a half hour until Charles was coming over for lunch, so really not time to work.  Then Charles was here, and our friend, Carri, dropped something off at the house, but the timing was such that inviting her to lunch with us all, just worked out.  So, Darla, Carri, Charles, Jon, and I, went to lunch.  We visited, ate, visited, until Darla reminded us that we were doing yoga today.  So, we had to go back to the house and get ready for that.  This was Jon’s first week being back on the yoga mat, so it was important.  He did Pilates for the first time since his operation earlier in the week.  He’s actually happy to be back exercising, which is really cool.  We’ve found two different types of exercise that we both enjoy. Yea!

By the late afternoon I still hadn’t done a thing on the copy edits.  When Darla needed a ride home, I volunteered, because I had just discovered that I had a scratch right across the main viewing area of my new glasses.  Crap.  So, I dropped, Darla at home, and ran by my eye doctor’s place.  I had, indeed scratched the lens, but all they could do was send it away and remake the glasses.  I can keep the scratched pair while they make them, but let me say that a scratch right across one eye’s viewing area is pretty irritating.  By the time I got out of the eye doctor, I realized it was time to pick up something from another store for Trinity.  I picked it up, ran for home.  By this time it was early evening, and I meant to go back to my office.  I meant to work; honest.  But then our friend Richard called and wanted to drop by, as he still has some mail that comes to us, from the time when he was out of the country and our address was his for this country.  We hadn’t seen him for awhile so he stayed and we all visited.  To Trinity he’s Uncle Richard, and a friend of Jon’s since college.  About two hours later, it was time for him to go home, and for us to have dinner.  I turned to Jon after dinner and said, "I can’t face the thought of going back to work after dinner."  He said, "You don’t have to, just start again tomorrow." 

I finally realized that I haven’t really recovered from the last push for SKIN TRADE.  The thought of having to sit down this soon and read through it, again, is just not a pleasant one.  Yes, it’s better than still be trapped in that last two weeks, but better than that, is still not necessarily good.  We’ll have an evening with friends, and I’ll feel better.  Jon and I both had a wonderful weekend down at Davin and Wendi’s.  We came back refreshed and renewed.  But, one great weekend isn’t enough to restore completely when you’ve used your reserves up the way I have of late.  I enjoyed visiting with friends today, but it’s not like me to visit when there’s a deadline looming.  It’s like I just don’t have another push in me this soon, but the copy edits have to be back in New York by the 10th of this month, which is next Tuesday.  There is no time for me to be a whiny baby about this, I have one appointment tomorrow, then I have to work.  I just need to get it done, then when it goes back this time, it’s only the page proofs and that is a last read through, but mostly it’s done.  Just get it done.  Just do it; damnit. 

I think I said in a blog earlier, or meant to, that I realize I need to play as hard as I work, that if I am going to demand this much of myself in effort that I need to fill myself back up with fun and frolic.  Whatever it is that feeds my muse and me, I need to do more of it.  I will get through the copy edits, then I vow to fill up my tank more often, and not to try and drive my muse and me on nothing but fumes. 

Oh, and I did see the cover mock-up for DIVINE MISDEMEANORS; it’s beautiful.  I like this one right out of the box, which is rare.  Everyone here liked it, which is even more rare.  I’ll ask my publisher and if they’re okay with it, I’ll put it up.  Okay, I’ll have Jon, or Darla put it up, but you know what I mean.