On Saturday, I revised the story again. Then I went through, accepting most of the changes, and revising where something clearly was messed up. I could keep revising, but I think I'm to the point of diminishing returns with revising. So, I started looking around for ways to get a bit of input, because it really helps to have someone else read it over. Somehow as the writer I sometimes read what I meant to write, not what actually ended up on the page. Anyone else is more likely to read what's actually there and catch stuff I keep missing. {Smile}
I ate breakfast and dinner with Mom and read to her before dinner. Mom was awake, and she looked at the pictures and even commented sometimes. I began with scripture and thoughts about it first. Next, I read and showed the pictures with cards from her cousin's granddaughter, both of her sisters, and me. Then I continued _Cats on Quilts_. I ran into a few phrases about cats dying and left them out. Mom really doesn't process death well these days. Then I read a story in _Five-Minute Stories: Over 50 Tales and Fables_, "How the Leopard Got his Spots." She said towards the end that she didn't like it. I wasn't sure how to respond, so I kept reading, then went on to the next. That was the last for today, the 1st of March's story from _366 Stories for Bedtime_, "the Rainbow." {Smile}In between reading to Mom and eating dinner, I did my arm resistance exercises and my standing arm weight training exercises. Then I did my head exercises, my sitting arm weight training exercises, my arm swinging exercises, and my leg exercises later in the evening. After the last leg exercise, I was breathing heavily for a bit, but I was a nice level of tired. I hope to add the walking exercise before I start physical therapy on Wednesday. {Smile}
In the morning, I read an article or two, did a little bit of Cross Stitch World, revised the story, and caught up on some comics I neglected this week, not necessarily in that order. I revised the story some more after lunch, then asked some friends to look it over, since I know I miss some crazy stuff to miss. Dad thought most writers do, because they know what they meant to write, and see that, instead of what they actually wrote sometimes. Then I cleaned myself up. After that, I hopped into City of Heroes: Homecoming. There, I said hi to Pierogies. We tried to get Kitten's attention, but they went quiet and then offline. I suspect they fell asleep; I know they've been very busy recently. Anyway, Pierogis wasn't feeling that great, but wanted to do a couple of individual missions, so we did. Then he went to bed because it hadn't been a good day, and I did a little badge collecting, and said hi to Dark, who was just coming on as I was getting ready to leave to read to Mom.
After dinner, I began to write this up. Then I hopped back into Coty of Heroes: Homecoming. I found Dark, and we got together for another private RP session. That took most of the evening, though I did talk to Nox on the chat server a bit, too. I also briefly confirmed with Owl Girl and Nox that they'll look over my story and let me know what they think. I asked Kitten to look it over, too, but they're entirely too worn out for that. that's why I tried to ask more than one friend. When Dark and I were done, I worked more diligently on my exercises, and did a little paperwork in City of Heroes: Homecoming as well as Some Cross Stitch World to wind down. I actually got to bed a little earlier, though I still have to work on that. {Smile}
