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Tag: rambles
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Undocking
Heck with it. Chatty nonsense posts are better than no posts at all. Besides which, things are going… I hesitate to say well. They are going. Like life usually is, it’s complicated. I have faith, though, and that’s gotten me through worse places. I’m safe, warm (ok, Texas in summer. Cool! I’m cool!), and dry.…
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Fragmentary
My life feels a bit fragmented right now. I was going to talk about my writing – I’ve been having the dickens of a time writing at all, and when it do it’s random stuff that doesn’t seem to fit into any of my working worlds. I have all these story fragments and I don’t…
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Free Time
Last year, I was pushing myself to write, every day. Through illness, stress, and everything. I wrote. That all came to a shuddering halt when I got sick (again) in November. No idea with what – other than a negative Covid test, the medical field was completely uninterested in me. ‘Stay far away from…
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Honest to Pete
I’m alive. I think. Anyway, it feels like it. The pulled back muscle is starting to ease up. Which makes sitting at the desk easier, but I’ve been inundated with stuff to do… Did I mention we are homeschooling the Little Man for his sophmore year? Yes. That’s… an adventure. He’s enthusiastic about it,…
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Love and Petnames
I let the dog in from the back porch, and told her with all affection that she is a filthy animal. Which she is. Earlier this year she began a long project of excavating an impressive wallow in my back flower garden (coffweedbedcoff) and she had been rolling in the dust. I then carried…
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Clear the Tabs
I don’t have a lot of time this morning, so here’s some stuff I’ve been reading/looking at of interest. You might be amused by it as well. There’s a recipe for a Sweet Potato Cream Cheese Pie I’ve been eyeing. The First Reader doesn’t care for sweet potatoes, but the rest of us do!…
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12 Minutes
I’m tired. I wish there were another way to start the week than this feeling of weary heaviness. Forward… onward… one foot in front of the other slog through it all to the end, where you can do it all over again. Weekends are the two days where life happens, and if you happen…
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Internal Conversations
That vast echoing space sound you heard is my brain. On one hand, it’s Friday. On the other hand, it’s Friday. I’m both tired, ready for the weekend, and can’t add anything because I said both. I spent a not-insignificant part of my morning looking for chapstick, because it’s never where you put it…
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Ninjas and Furbies
I keep thinking I’ll manage dictation in the car. I have a voice recorder app downloaded on my phone, and in theory… in reality I forget about it, or I’m too brain-dead to compose, or like the last two days (what is it with this week? I’m driving very carefully today) there was snarled…
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Rush, rush, rush
I’m hoping my post at the Mad Genius Club today is reasonably coherent. I was in a mad rush to finish it, get one daughter to work, and then come home to get the other daughter and take her to work! Rushing, rushing… and today, which originally was mostly planned as a rest plus housework…
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Not NaNo
I’m not doing National Novel Writing Month. But it is November, and I’m committing to a daily writing session. This morning, for instance, I managed to get out about 1200 words before work. I might get a few more tonight, but that will depend on variables. There are a lot of variables in life, and…
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Mocha Morning
I have coffee most mornings. This morning: mocha. It’s dark outside. Who turned off the lights? I have an exam this week, so I shan’t be around much, I’m studying spectroscopy and memorizing instrument components. Last night I started reading Mike Kupari’s Her Brother’s Keeper. So far? Homages to Drake, H Beam Piper, and Williamson.…