My Sunday easy feeling

I got that Sunday easy feeling. It’s March in Dallas. A warm breeze is flowing through the open windows and it’s not even noon yet. Birds are singing. Chores done.

My playlist of Rod Stewart, Eagles, Bruce Springsteen, Aerosmith, et al is playing on surround sound. Mississippi pot roast is in the crockpot. I’m drinking my Americano courtesy of my free drink reward at Starbuck’s and will have a free juice at Nekter’s awaiting later today.

One triumph that has put me to ease is my manuscript, Galloway’s Justice, is now with the editor as of Friday. This story will have its much-deserved debut in May after fifteen years. It’s adapted from my dad’s crime novel story. My version has gone through at least two writer’s critique circles, two genre morphs, and a feature screenplay version that had great feedback and resulted in yet another rework of the novel. The current manuscript is literary and I’m smitten.

This year is a year of finishing projects, starting new projects, and getting even those done. It’s March on a Sunday and I have so much to be thankful for.

For now, the sun is shining. I’m going to read for enjoyment, take a walk, get my juice, eat my roast, and watch The Walking Dead this evening. Seriously, can life get any better?

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