Today has been one of those days where you just don't get much done. After an entire morning spent in a hospital waiting room, I am home and trying to regroup. I took the Neo, I wrote a partial scene, and I started to read Suzanne Brockmann's Forever Blue. Can I please be Suz when I grow up? I know this is an older book, but I missed it until now. It's just so good. Being a military spouse, I was a little taken aback at the thought of a guy in his dress whites wearing sandals, and boy wouldn't his CO have torn him a new one, but okay, I can buy it I guess. I am willing to buy it because the character is so darned appealing otherwise. 🙂

Finished Cara Summers's The Dare last night. I stayed up late reading it because I couldn't stop. She kept me in suspense about the mystery until the very last moment. Enjoyable book, though I was glad when the heroine bought a new red thong. I was beginning to wonder about the, er, cleanliness of the one the hero liked so much. Ha! Good, fun read though. I enjoyed it.

Is it really Tuesday already? I feel like I've done nothing all weekend. Last night, when I really needed to be sleeping, I was reading. And then I was trying to sleep and obsessing about my thesis. I should be working on it. Really. But I don't want to. I want to write fiction, not a scholarly tome about Virginia Woolf. I picked this topic, I designed this thesis, and now I just want to forget it. But I must get busy. Time is running out and I've got a mentor who will start tapping his foot in about two more months if he doesn't get a draft.

Oh, ick, just had an encounter with a gecko. The little beast was crawling on one of my bookshelves. No doubt looking for a place to crap.