It’s 4 am and I’m shocked I’m awake. My body seems to think it’s time to get up and start the day. Not sure why since every muscle in my body aches and I look like I got into a fight with a cow and lost. I have bruises the size of my hand.
Next time I’m going to forgo the snowmobile ride through the forest to look for a calf and just walk through the waist high snow drifts. It would be eaier and less painful. 😀
These last two days have been taxing on my strength and sleep. Between feeding and loading the truck with hay, chopping wood, checking on calving cows, losing calves due to weather, chasing first-time calving cows up to the barn to calve because we were unable to get them into the corals due to piles of snow, pulling the calf of a cow too long in labor that we thought might be dead but was still alive, and struggling to keep the little shit alive when it’s mother has no interest in her. And inbetween it all, I’m still working hard to accomplish a dent in my revisions of Once a Valkyrja. It’s been a difficult two days. I’m pooped, and yet I’m unable to sleep.
The manuscript of Once a Valkyrja has been on my mind. It is by far the hardest for me to revise and easiest to procrastinate working on. Like with the manuscript of Loving the Goddess of Love there is something off about the storyline. Something that is bugging me on a subsconcious level. Something I haven’t been able to pinpoint completely.
Yestetday I fixed the problem of story pacing by reordering some of the scenes. The storyline started out too quick, slowed way down for the relationship building, and then speed up to catch up with the rest of the story. Today I hope to unlock another secret of why this story bothers me so much as it is. Maybe the scene sequence at the end should be shuffled around or rewritten altogether? Or maybe the pacing for the end should be slowed down a bit?