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Monday morning

On the way to McDonalds to get iced coffee I received vision for the new A Question of Honor. I am really excited about this revision. It will be easier than the gothic novel, which doesn't have a name anymore, because the structure is sound. I am inserting two different characters in the same situation, and it should be a much better fit.

Yesterday I made placemats and napkins. I have enough fabric for two more of each and two tea towels.

I am so busy this morning, and sewing all day yesterday left me tired this morning. I have so much to do I can't believe it, and here I have story inspiration, sewing project to finish, home planning.

Maybe take a day off pretty soon? Once I get what I need to do done at work, a little holiday for writing and sewing.

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