Monthly Archives: February 2022

Weekend vs Weekday

Why are weeks so long and weekends so short? I swear there’s some sort of time warp involved: a weekday/workday lasts at least 36 hours and the weekend is gone in a blink.

On the other hand, I had a fairly productive weekend. I got all of the “must dos” off of my “list of things to do.” The rest of the things can be chipped away at during the week.

One of the “must dos” was something I was putting off – and it turned out to take no time at all. Isn’t that always the way?

The modem/router experiment worked so tomorrow I’ll call the phone company to cancel my service. (Getting through to customer service anywhere on a Monday is a lesson in frustration tolerance.)

And in the good news front, I got a call from my staffing agency and they may have a nurse to take my Wednesday shifts, letting me cut down to a four day week, at least until I get some health issues sorted. Here’s hoping she takes the shift. (If she does, it’ll let me schedule some appointments, and also have an editing day. At least, that’s the plan.)

Other than that, not much is going on in my life. I’m writing a hundred or more words per day still, and have decided not to increase the goal at this time. I usually get well over the hundred words, but some nights I’m just too tired and it’s a push to do the hundred.

And tonight might be one of those nights.

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Sunday Snippet, February 27, 2022

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Picking up from last week’s post from a fantasy WiP tentatively titled Wild Worker.  Picking up from last week’s snippet. 

She picked up the pouch with the gems, coins, and sketches, chewing her bottom lip. She would have to put them where her father wouldn’t come across them.

Before she could decide what to do with them the door opened, and she froze momentarily until she realized that the man entering was not her father. Picking up the pouch she tucked it onto a shelf below the counter and turned to greet the customer with a smile.

“Councilman Elross. How may I help you today?”

“Is your father here?”

“I’m sorry, but he is out delivering a piece of jewelry. I’m not sure when he’ll be back. Is there something I can help you with?”

He sighed. “My wife has become quite enamored with a piece he made for Lady Marsil. I was hoping to find something…”

“Similar, but different, and even more eye-catching, but not outrageously ostentatious?”

He smiled. “For not being a member of the upper circles, you have a good grasp of the mindset.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 2-26-2022

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).  Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

This snippet picks up from last week’s, from my still unnamed FF vampire novel. It’s also extremely raw (as in I’m pretty much writing this for Rainbow Snippet posts until I get the first draft of a different novel finished) so never mind any head-hopping you’ll see in any snippets.

Sam woke from a fitful sleep shortly before noon. She had hoped that a good sleep would put thoughts of Olivia Elder out of her head, but the dreams… Oh, the dreams!

She sat on her bed, alternately glaring at her closet and her phone. Her closet was no closer to providing an outfit than it had been the night before, but her phone… She sighed as she picked it up and scrolled through her contact list. She hated to do this and knew she’d never live it down, but she wanted to take Olivia up on her invitation, and she only knew one person who could help her put together an outfit.

Grimacing, she pressed the button to call her sister.

 

 

 

 

 

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Good Things Are Coming

It’s about time the weekend got here! I’m peopled out.

And mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. I really need to make a chiropractor appointment but I’m not planning on leaving the house until Monday.

I’m still maintaining my 100 words a day, and usually quite a few more. I’ve been thinking of upping the goal to 150 words but I’m afraid that it would be taking on more than I have the energy for at the moment. I’m mostly working on the prequel to Song and Sword, but once in a while adding to the F/F vampire story or Wild Worker, (mostly just when I need more snippets for the weekend blog hops).

But in the good(ish) news department, I should soon (in a couple weeks, hopefully) cut down to only working four days a week. Yes, it’ll be a bit rough money-wise, but I’ve lived on less. Plus, that will be 50 less miles of commuting each week (so less gas and less wear and tear on my car), one less meal eaten out, less peopling, more time for my right knee and hip to recover from driving. (I’ll be getting Wednesdays off, so it’ll be two days on, one off, two on, two off.) And I’m going to be getting rid of my landline soon – possibly after this weekend if my experiment works out tomorrow.

I’m hoping to use the Wednesdays for editing and concordance-building, and maybe extra writing. Who know? I might even clean up the avalanche-in-waiting.

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Wednesday Words #374 (2/23/2022)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

a musical
a gemstone
a hat

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

 

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It’s My Fault… How?

Well, this weekend was FUBAR’d.

Well, actually, only today was.

Today should have been a day off. It’s Presidents’ Day here in the U.S., so there’s no mail, government offices are closed, banks are closed, and, normally, there’s no school.

As of Thursday, the bus driver, the monitor, and I all thought we had today off (which is why Demon Dog had an appointment to get his nails trimmed today, but more on that later).

Just after 5:00 Friday I got a text from one of the people at my agency telling me that my student had school on Monday. I immediately called in hoping he was there and working late because he sometimes does on Fridays, but it rolled to on-call person. I told him I’d just gotten a text from N and that I couldn’t work on Monday because I had plans.

And somehow J turned it into being my fault for making plans on a school day, even though it wasn’t a school day when I made the plans. I did end up managing to get this morning off, but had to work this afternoon.

So, since I wasn’t going to be able to be home this afternoon, we decided not to go with the pre-sedation sedation, as he’s never had those medications before.

Then, somewhere around 6:30 this morning, my roommate and I passed each other on the way to/from the bathroom, and she said she was thinking about canceling his appointment because she didn’t like the idea of him being home alone while coming out of anesthesia. We both know on a logical, intellectual level that he’d most likely be fine, but there is that part that worries, you know?

So now she’s taking him on Thursday (she’s off) and he will be pre-sedated.

And I spent most of my weekend lost in Disney+ because I was so ticked off about the school situation that I needed an escape.

But now today is over, I survived, and I’m praying for a snow day on Friday.

And still trying to figure out how it was my fault.

(And, yes, I know. This wasn’t exactly writing-related, except that the emotions may make it into a novel someday, along with the attempted guilt-tripping and gas-lighting.)

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Sunday Snippet, February 20, 2022

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Picking up from last week’s post from a fantasy WiP tentatively titled Wild Worker.  Picking up from last week’s snippet. 

“My grandfather?” Ciana frowned. “Who are you?”

Emella smiled. “You’ll figure it out soon enough, young one.” She tightened her shawl around her shoulders and pulled a hood up over her head as she turned toward the door. “I’ll be back. And remember, this is our secret.”

Ciana watched her leave, curiosity burning in her mind. The name wasn’t familiar, and yet it was, in an annoying can’t quite make the connection kind of way. She shook her head; it would no doubt come to her while she was doing something else.

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 2-19-2022

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).  Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

This snippet picks up from last week’s, from my still unnamed FF vampire novel. It’s also extremely raw (as in I’m pretty much writing this for Rainbow Snippet posts until I get the first draft of a different novel finished) so never mind any head-hopping you’ll see in any snippets.

Sam sighed in frustration as she stared at her closet. She really had nothing suitable to wear to a place like Evernight – or any other club in any city in the world. She glanced at her watch and sighed again. It was probably too late to go anyhow; she’d had to work late and it was four o’clock in the morning.

On a brighter note, she’d bargained for the next day off in exchange for working the extra hours. She could sleep, then go shopping.

She frowned as she stripped and headed to the shower. Where did people buy clothes for clubbing, anyhow?

 

 

 

 

 

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A Plot Bunny Has Spawned

It’s been a not-too-bad sort of week. Writing has been going well, and last night I got a text telling me that I was cancelled for today, so, since Monday is a school holiday, I have a four-day weekend, which I sincerely hope will be more productive than last weekend was.

So, four days of work this week, a four-day weekend, and four days of work next week. Not so good for the paycheck, but hopefully good for knees and hip. (Let’s just say that school buses were not built for comfort.)

I have no plans to leave the house except to go pick up Demon Dog’s pills from the vet later today. (He has to be sedated to get his nails trimmed, and last time he really fought the anesthesia, so the vet decided that needs pre-sedation sedatives. He has an appointment for Monday morning, which is my only other planned excursion into the outside world.)

(As an introvert, the outside world is vastly overrated.)

I might spend some time this weekend in search of lost objects. The Onyx Sun printout, for instance, and my fingernail clippers. Anyone care to take bets on which one I find, if either?

And I really should do something about the chaos in my craft corner.

Hmm… I think I’m seeing a new plot bunny off in the distance. A magic user of some kind who can never find what s/he is looking for, but always finds something else interesting while searching.

Because I need another plot bunny…

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Wednesday Words #373 (2/16/2022)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

a love potion gone wrong
a marble
a snowstorm

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

 

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