Juno had breakfast on top of her cage. I was getting some work done on the computer. My desk is in the main room, right next to my bedroom door; Juno can't see me from her cage (it is against the bedroom wall) but she can certainly hear me. She finished eating and started calling; I said "one minute" and kept working.
Rather than wait, Juno decided to go looking for me (not difficult; it's a small apartment and she learned her way around it quickly). She fluttered to the floor, squeaked, and walked over to me. She is now sitting on my shoulder, happily beak-grinding and head-butting me for scratches.
My mother's old bird, Casey, used to do this. She would walk all over the house in search of my mother. Egg-laying shortly followed. Erm, I really hope Juno skips that step.
We are probably going to go visit the folks next weekend. Dad has talked about coming up to finally see my place beforehand, which would be most excellent indeed.
Last night I dug into the manuscript I want to submit for the Amazon contest. I probably have 10,000 words to revamp -- mostly scene changes. If I can get the length down a little bit, so much the better.
I am my own worst critic. At face value, it's a good story and it might even be a well-written one. But it's a special story to me, and I want it to look and sound its best...hence I keep finding things "wrong" with it. Which happens with most of my work, even the stuff I've submitted. I think that's part of being an editor -- I like to fix things, I'm trained to fix things, and thus I can't be trusted to ever submit a manuscript because I'll keep finding issues within it.
I do this with all my work, though this particular MS is a real problem child.
Anyway, I'm hoping to send it off to this contest. If I can whittle the length down a bit, maybe agents, if it gets punted on the first go-round.
Have to head to the market to pick up some food, then once more into the fray.
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