If any of you get my newsletter, you’ll know that Jagged Scars Book 5 is kicking my butt. It’s like:
I’ve written the first 45,000 words twice. The entire 90,000+ words once, then again, and it’s still not right. And since I refuse to put out a book before I feel like it’s as good as I can make it, you still have at least a month and a half before it will see the light of day. I think I need to take a week off and write something else. Maybe angry rap lyrics.
September was crazy busy. Which probably didn’t help me get ahead on the writing. My nephew got married the first weekend, the hubby and I went to the Grand Canyon the second weekend, Salt Lake Comic Con was the third weekend, then we had to catch up on everything else the last weekend of the month.
Hopefully you’ll be okay with some Grand Canyon pictures. I’ve lived in the Intermountain West my entire life, and had never been to the Grand Canyon before. I’ve seen it from the air a few times, but never from the ground.
We enjoyed a beautiful drive down from Salt Lake. The cclouds decided they wanted to show off for us, so I took a couple of pictures.
We stopped at the Hoover Dam on our way in and the Glen Canyon Dam on our way out. Both were impressive in their own rights. The engineering alone was fascinating, especially considering the level of technology they had when the Hoover Dam was built. I admit that my engineering nerd came out for a bit there.
The west rim of the Grand Canyon hosts the Skywalk. It is a “U” shaped platform that juts out over the canyon and back. The middle three feet of the walk is see-through. I totally jumped up and down on the glass and took my time. The hubby wasn’t as thrilled with it. A guy in front of us summed it up for the hubby. “My legs are anything but relaxed right now.”
They won’t let you take any personal affects out on the Skywalk, so don’t have any pictures looking down, but I did take this one from a little bit away. I got in trouble for being too close to the edge when I took it. I wasn’t concerned…
This is my hubby showing off the canyon.
Just imagine him saying “Behold.”
The next day we headed to the south rim. We took the 2 mile path along the edge and snapped at least 500 pictures between the two of us. In my defense, each time I walked more then ten feet the canyon looked different.
It was a great trip, and reminded me that I actually like being outside. As long as there is a toilet nearby. Anyone with me on that?