Hi there. I’ve been quiet around here lately, and for good reason. I’ve been working like made on copyedits for my book Now That You’re Here. But — hooray! — now they’re done and I have a small respite before the crunch of book two’s deadline hits.
I love being an author. I love creating stories and revising stories and working with my editor to make them sparkle.
But there’s a downside to being an author.
Holy guacamole, I’ve been sitting a lot. Like, waaaaaay too much. So today, I came up with a solution.
I turned my treadmill into a desk! I bought a pre-fab shelf, some industrial-strength velcro and some grippy material. (These are all technical terms, you know.)
Here are some pics:
The handles on my treadmill slope down a little, so the angle is a little funky. But that’s okay. It’ll do for the time being.
Tomorrow I delve back into book two. And this time, it won’t only be my fingers moving.