Well, last we spoke, I was taking all of July off to get stuff done and I'm pretty proud of how well I did. Yes, Facebook lured me back as did Twitter, but I wasn't spending every waking moment posting or scrolling, so hey, that's progress. Several of my "must-do" items did get completed and I've begun one that's been lingering for years on a shelf...the dreaded pile of story ideas scrawled on a napkin, the first page of a genius story that has been abandoned to time and forgetfulness, handwritten stories complete but in need of a red pen. Who knew I had so much backlog? (and that so much of that backlog was utter crap?)
July was a sad, strange, entertaining month. I lost a couple family members, discovered strange health issues, and I ended the month going full Indiana Jones into the dense woods and not finding a lost military fort, but a mess of poison ivy. *cue the violins* And now in August, I sit with steroid-induced "moon face," restless brain, and an insatiable appetite. Next time I decide to relive dreams of discovery, I'll wear a hazmat suit and spray the entire area with weed killer beforehand.
The hubby and I took a weekend trip to Michigan to enjoy the beach and blueberries. In addition to the sunburn my poison ivy got, I was nearly taken out by a 9 foot wave. I'm not a strong swimmer, nay, barely a swimmer at all, so to experience any type of wave in open water was horrific. I survived, gasped and sputtered on lake water, but it was fun and a bit exhilarating. So yay, I was brave and I can't wait to do it again. Maybe next year I'll try boogie boarding.
Right now I'm trying to slow my brain down enough to hammer out a rewrite to a short I subbed. Kind reader comments have got me feeling great, but terrified that I might screw the entire thing up. But, I'm brave, so I will shamble on.
So that's what's been going on while I've been silent. What's in store for the rest of August? An interview, a free story for you, a lot of writing, and some silliness. It is good to be home!
July was a sad, strange, entertaining month. I lost a couple family members, discovered strange health issues, and I ended the month going full Indiana Jones into the dense woods and not finding a lost military fort, but a mess of poison ivy. *cue the violins* And now in August, I sit with steroid-induced "moon face," restless brain, and an insatiable appetite. Next time I decide to relive dreams of discovery, I'll wear a hazmat suit and spray the entire area with weed killer beforehand.
The hubby and I took a weekend trip to Michigan to enjoy the beach and blueberries. In addition to the sunburn my poison ivy got, I was nearly taken out by a 9 foot wave. I'm not a strong swimmer, nay, barely a swimmer at all, so to experience any type of wave in open water was horrific. I survived, gasped and sputtered on lake water, but it was fun and a bit exhilarating. So yay, I was brave and I can't wait to do it again. Maybe next year I'll try boogie boarding.
Right now I'm trying to slow my brain down enough to hammer out a rewrite to a short I subbed. Kind reader comments have got me feeling great, but terrified that I might screw the entire thing up. But, I'm brave, so I will shamble on.
So that's what's been going on while I've been silent. What's in store for the rest of August? An interview, a free story for you, a lot of writing, and some silliness. It is good to be home!
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