It’s Celebration time with Lexa Cain‘s blog hop celebrating the small things.  The blog itself, started by VikLit, is something to celebrate.  Visit our fearless leader and her two wonderful co-hosts L.G. Keltner @ Writing Off The Edge and Katie @ TheCyborgMom.

 I am celebrating the end of the week, which should have started Tuesday afternoon, when I acquired the niggling notion that the next day was Friday, and each succeeding day I woke up to learn that it was nothing of the sort, and I had more days to go.  At least I did not run mad waiting and the weekend is (almost) finally here.

That is not to say that my place of employment is a nasty place to be.  Far from it.  But there’s something about  Saturday…


I will, once again, pack up and head out, this time to the lovely state of Vermont, traversed by the Green Mountains, a branch of the Appalachians, if I recall correctly.

The Green Mountains of Vermont

I grew up all over the United States, including Hawaii, but Vermont, my maternal grandparents’ home, was a sort of ‘home base’ for me and my siblings.  Grandparents, great-aunts and -uncles are gone now, but the mountains are still there, and I’ll be packing my camera.

I’ll be bringing a manuscript with me, involving  huge crocodile (see upper right of my blog page), that is in First Final Edit mode.  It’s a fable, and enjoyable.  Long enough at ~50,000 words to have complexity, but short enough to be relaxing.  And at the moment I’m doing what I love: taking a red pencil and making corrections and such.  Somehow, digital manuscripts are nice enough, but there’s nothing like  marking up paper.  And I have two colors of markers along with a ball point pen.  What more can you ask for?

Free champagne!  Well, that ain’t gonna happen, but one can dream!