So, in the month of August, I wrote two short stories. Here are the opening lines of each:
The Gift of Music:
The ballroom and the concert halls paid best, but they wanted the Big Bands, and the big acts up from New York and Atlantic City.
The Wolf’s Bride:
The dogs of the village knew him; and he passed without challenge from forest edge to market street, walking with a predator’s sure, silent tread down the moss-lined way.
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Yesterday, was an Official Day Off, in respect of my hands, which I had managed to offend. I read Lord of Light for the first time in many years, and remain constant in my opinion that Creatures of Light and Darkness is, just barely, the superior novel. Others may, of course, disagree.
Today, there is yoga, and grocery shopping, and various small chores, then the opening of the proposal file and the beginning of staring into the middle distance, contemplating Things Liaden. I will probably also sign sheets of paper — but not too many sheets of paper, hands; I promise.
So! What’re you doing today that’s fun and interesting?
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*Ref here (possibly not safe for work, not for content, but for loudness of laughter)
Just barely. By a smidge.
I had to go back two days to find the correct panels.
Since long ago I studied biophysics, I knew that factoid about cruciferous vegetables as well as from my engineering reading, the Byron-associated bit.
The middle “factoid” is false — it’s because the male won’t help with the cleaning.
JJB