Soldier on, only you can do what must be done

Up betimes because there were pony races in the hall, followed by a sound that my sleeping mind identified as “That’s not right.”

And, indeed, it wasn’t right. Steve has a piece of burlap hanging in his office with various convention badges and buttons appended thereto. And Rookie Too-Smart had gotten one of the badges down with its lanyard and had run it down the hall to put by the bed, so I’d be sure to see it, first thing.

Sigh.

What a good boy.

Tea brewing. And look! I have an extra couple hours to write!

And how’s Monday starting out for you?
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Small break to refill the Yeti with water and confuse the cats.

Not quite as focused on the writing this morning as I have been. I did write +/-865 words, and I intend to go back and at least plot out — I use this term both loosely and idiosyncratically — the scenes that are missing. Very few of those, now, which is — I have no idea how this book is happening, but it’s managing to come together, and, yanno — I’m only the writer. Nobody tells me anything.

I really want to just continue writing today, absent breaks for staging the trash, and doing my duty to the cats, and my brain is telling me I could just call in a veggie burger from Five Guys and that would be efficient, which suggestion is entered as evidence for why I don’t trust my brain.

As I said, I wasn’t laser-focused this morning. For instance, I bought a slip-proof mat for my keyboard, since Steve’s desk is VERY slidey. I also signed up for braiding and storytelling at First Friday, reasoning that, if I have something to actually attend on First Friday, the whole affair will make more sense to me.

The addition of the braiding made me realize that I suddenly have lots going on this week, For Values Of. Tomorrow evening, needlework; Thursday evening, my first stained glass class; Friday evening, the braiding thing; Saturday, Magic Rocks. I should also get (another!) blood test and a back xray. I can do the back xray tomorrow, but I’m a little leery about another blood test, even though this one isn’t fasting, and shouldn’t require more than one vial.

The above is also an illustration of why I don’t take every weekend “off” — I tend to decide to do things whenever, since writing is, to a certain point at least, malleable.

So, that. And I guess, while I’m up, I might as well perform my duty to the cats and get the trash and recycling into the garage for tomorrow.

So, I see that the Reimagined United States now has autodocs? And special hospitals that are only filled with autodocs — excuse me — “Med Beds” (gags), and there’s one with my name on it, probably in Solcintra, but, hey, it’s the thought…

How’s everybody at more or less midday (Eastern US) Monday?

Today’s blog post brought to you by John Parr, “St. Elmo’s Fire

3 thoughts on “Soldier on, only you can do what must be done”

  1. Just back from my 2 weeks near you. I’ve been following the posts, but did not try to respond from the backwoods of further up north. Did you get to see the Northern Lights last week? Despite some cloudiness, my sister and I were able to sit out on the deck until late watching the strange grayish, silvery streaks and sudden beams that looked like distant grand-opening searchlights. She took several cell phone photos requiring almost 4 seconds exposure each (amazing how cell phones will now “steady” your photo for you!) which is how we discovered that cell phone cameras (in particular) “see” colors that the naked eye is usually unable to discern. Who knew? Even though our viewing was essentially black-and-white, the cell photos were brilliant greens and reds. Later, we found out that it is indeed a very well-known and well documented phenomenon.

  2. I did not see the Lights, but I did know about the cellphone thing. Amazing. Glad you got to see them in person and in technicolor. You really had good weather for your visit this year.

  3. Yup! Only one day of rain, although we had two nights below freezing (sleeping essentially outdoors, fortunately with warm down bags and an enclosed log cabin downstairs featuring a gas stove and Coleman propane heater)!
    Continuing to enjoy hearing how the next book is coming together. I don’t mind one bit that it seems it will be longer!

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