The life most real to me. As evidenced by the preponderance of posts.
Who the hell is Sheridon Faal, and why has he suddenly taken over my brain? Oh. Right. See last entry, RE: evil ideas on what to do to my characters next. 😉 Sher, the guy you love to hate, in this book, anyway…and all this in the last, what, two hours since I blogged? At […]
I don’t know why anybody gets stoned, and I can’t remember why I ever got drunk after the first time. My allergy medicine hit me hard today, for some reason, and I spent the day higher than a kite. And on a windy day in Tucson, that’s pretty high. It was not pleasant. I giggled
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My friend BJ has been sick for a while. I’ve helped as I could, she’s really touchy about accepting help, and I’ve missed her a lot, as she hasn’t felt like fighting with her computer (another thing she needs help with, but it’s help I can’t supply) to e-mail and IM me. Yesterday I got
I swear I had something I was going to blog about before I got here. I swear I did. What’s that joke? The memory is the second thing to go, I forget what the first one was? Sigh. 71,005. That’s the word count tonight. Not sure if that’s actually progress, or garbage, I haven’t been
And the mind goes blank… Read More »
So there. I don’t care that it’s ten o’clock, and I have to get up at six. I don’t care that I’ll be dizzy and headachy and my eye will be twitching tomorrow. I haven’t written a thing, so it’s not time for bed. Bedtime is for those poor slobs who can’t wake themselves up
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They keep flying over my house. It’s so annoying. What makes 8 on a Sunday night the right time for the air force base or air national guard or whoever to keep buzzing my house? I’m used to the police helicopter, and I know why they are there. It’s not a good neighborhood, I’ll be
Identified Flying Objects Read More »
I’ve developed a tic. I think it’s from too much computer use, since it starts after I’ve been on the computer a while, and goes away when I get away for a while. That’s a hint, isn’t it? I’m going to get it checked out anyway. I’m all the munchkin’s got left. In the meantime