I'd be thinking clearer if today's hunk wasn't so distracting and I didn't have so much dirt on the back of my neck. I did the mowing today (I'm writing this on Tuesday evening) and it was so dry I was eating dust most of the time. After I got finished, it rained. Figures. Normally that would be perfect timing--I'd cooked out on the grill, too, and was sitting at the table when the lights blinked--but a couple of days ago would've been better. Still, I can't complain. The last time we had a big storm like that, our phone and internet got fried.
I've been working on the Christmas story for the Sextet's Mistletoe & Menage anthology. It's been kinda hard to get in the mood, but it's coming along. I'm up to about 8000 words. Not sure how long it will be, but I'd like to get it up to 15K. We shall see. That's one of the fun things about writing these stories, I can write them as short or as long as they need to be.
The rest of the time I've been mulling over where to go with Hunk (CSC #9). I've bounced some ideas off my DH and a few friends, and I think I've got it. No big hair-raising adventure in this one, though. It's more like Outcast in that respect. *sigh* Now all I have to do is write it.
But I think I'll take a shower and have a little nap with today's hunk first!
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