I ❤ Fall and the Autumnal Equinox when the days really start getting shorter and the temperature cooler is a bookmark in my year. As dawn comes later and sunset comes sooner, as humidty gives way to crisp days and cool nights, something inside me unwinds a bit. S'all good. In the meantime, there was a week done and a week to come.
The week that was…was. Nothing special, some disappointments, a few wins. S'all good. Mostly. To break it down, this happened:
Uhm….ah….well… *scratches head*
Oh, let’s see. Sports. Army almost beat OU. I have to admit I was rooting for Army because…Army! I don’t want to talk about my Pokes. OSU was… Moving on. The Cards won some, lost some, and are still in the running for the Wild Card. Trouble is, there are six games left. The next three are against the Brewers, who are two games ahead of the Cards in the WC race. The last three games are against the Cubs, who are leading the division. I may not have any nails left by this time next week.
Reading. That’s been a win. I returned to a series I discovered last year and I’m doing a relisten to Suzanne Wright’s Phoenix and Mercury Packs series. Two series that crossover. They are way sexy but the heroines are feisty and the humor makes me laugh at loud. Often. There’s also hunky alphas, nefarious bad guys, and action.
We won’t talk about writing. Iffy and I aren’t speaking at the moment. ‘Nuff said.
TV is mostly sports, LIVE PD, NIGHTWATCH, and stuff on the DVR I haven’t gotten to yet.
Jiminy but my life is boring. Actually, it mostly is. Boring interspersed with massive doses of anger. If blood pressure spikes burned fat calories, I’d be skinny by now. I want to rant at people that I normally like and I realize that I might not be able to like them any longer because they are soooo brainwashed that I wonder if they are actually thinking for themselves any longer or are so caught up in the BS that they’re drinking the powdered fruit punch. Anyway. Just thinking about the things behind this part of the post has made me angry. I don’t have time for it. So…
I’m done. I have line edits to finish, new words to write, life to live, hope to scavenge. I need to write those new words because that’s how I process all the crap swirling around in my head. Y’all have no idea what I’ve done to characters that never make it in the final draft…or even the first beta draft. *bwahahaha*
One final thought: Happy Birthday, Dad. I miss you so damn much! Especially this time of year. It was always our favorite.