Edits and Too Many Pillars

It is perfectly okay to write garbage--as long as you edit brilliantly. - C.J. Cherryh

This post will be short today. Yesterday, I sliced the tip of my index finger with a box cutter and it hurts like crazy to type this morning. :-(

Didn't get much actual writing done yesterday. I did submit the two Manuscript Information Sheets for the new new contracts. I hate those things: cover ideas and blurbs and excerpts. Ugh. But, they're done. Mostly. I got edits on my excerpt back from the editor of "A Christmas Curse". First time that's happened! LOL... I worked on edits for "Don't Fence Me In" as well, but some of them are tough. I'm usually pretty good about not fighting over the little things while editing, but there are some not so little ones that come up now and then, and you have to decide how to handle them.

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Pillar Place: Monarch has gotten very busy. Yesterday, ALL of the eggs hatched. Dear heavens. I have a bakers dozen little, nearly microscopic creatures to keep track of.

Many of the milkweed leaves are beginning to wither and die, so the babies need to be transferred onto new leaves. It's not as though I can lift them up, so I Googled my circumstances and found what I needed. Cut around the dead leaf until you have a little island with the baby on it, and place it carefully on the new leaf.

The only problem? Those kamikaze leaps I've spoken about previously. We did remarkably well with one exception -- a little butterbaby DD named Manuela. She decided to wander around her little container. When we checked her last night, she was no where on the leaf, top or bottom (the pillars like to hide under the leaves when they sleep -- I imagine it's safer for them). So, I look at the lid I'm waving around in my hand? Yup -- a tiny little speck with a black head is clinging to it. Brat.

I put the leaf next to her and tickled her little bum with the tip of my pinky. She freaked out, but at least she rolled the right direction and onto the leaf. Whether she stayed is something I'll discover once it's a little lighter out.

We need three more names. Thus far we have: Otto, Harry, Curly, Cutie, Betty, Manuela, Apollo and Athena (two eggs on the same leaf), Cathy, Bob, and Judy.

Note: I just checked on Manuela, and she's on her leaf and eating happily. Thank heavens. Another disaster diverted.

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You Are a Light Pink Rose

You represent sweetness and grace. Your vibe: Kind and gentle Falling in love with you: is like falling in love with a best friend

What Color Rose Are You?

Um... no. Not so much. You? Did they get it right with you?