Will called this morning. It was so good to hear his voice. He has such a deep, melodic voice and at times I wonder where this marvelous young man came from. He should still be a tiny bundle in my arms.
They’ve lost nine men from the company and they were already under strength. Two went home with severe eye injuries. Some went home because deployment would cause too much of a hardship on their families.
He worked from 6 a.m. the other morning to 1 a.m. and was a bit frustrated.
He’s anxious to get over there and worried they might not go. I, obviously, have mixed emotions, but I understand his reasons for wanting to go.
If I had the chance, I would go in a heartbeat. I may still reapply to KBR next spring.
I imagine they will be deploying in November from all indications if they get their numbers filled.
I’m going to see if I can get him a headset for his laptop so he can record some messages on Audacity.
Yes, I will probably be moving the soldier’s mother posts to a different blog soon.
I finished the edit on one of the short stories for the Surrey competition. The other one was just posted so I will finish it in a few days. Hopefully, I can get them submitted Monday.
I’m going to use the enchanted jars scene for my entry to Jack Whyte’s workshop.
The query is about ready to submit for Janet Reid’s workshop.
So things are progressing. Everything but the weight loss. I will still look like crap for the conference, but oh well.
I hope Joseph can fix my computer this week. I feel like I am high centered on the writing.
Once I get the short stories done, I will get back to work on Paladin.
I thought having my mornings free to write would be great, but I think I got more done at night. Of course, I am still trying to dig out from this avalanche of boxes.