Slamming two weeks into one, since I missed last week after having an awesome post to put up. Think I can find it now? Think I can remember the bulk of it? Nope… I just remember the feeling of puffed-up pride as I was hitting the schedule button.
Yeah, now I think I dreamt it. Probably did. Or something.
I’ve been feeling very much like these guys lately. Like there is another part of my mind that kinda feels like a prisoner that just wants to break out and drive fast cars. …

Missed all of last week, didn’t I? Again, things have been running together, and it seems like only yesterday I was prepping for Resurrection April (a WriYe challenge), and here it is rapidly approaching August.
I vaguely remember how insane things were when my Grandfather died. Grandma died so quickly after a few years of Alzheimer’s that there was no time to feel the slow/speedy movement of the minutes, hours and days. Limbo followed their deaths, due to family issues amongst their children. I stayed out of as much of it …

I’ve had a lot of wishes over the years. Some as simple as “I wish I would stop stubbing my toe every five minutes” to as complicated as “I wish I could build a time machine and go back four hundred years and tell my families to stay in England/Ireland/Scotland and wait if I had a time machine, why would I tell them anything, I’d just stay put and blend in but hang on a second what about electricity and the internet and who would feed the menagerie and…”

I woke up after about two hours of sleep last night, and when I couldn’t get back to sleep, I did some catch-up for my WriYe stuff. I realized that I didn’t work on Mourning Dove (re-titled Damages) as much as I’d wanted to. In fact, I’m not sure I put more than 800 words into it all month. I started it as my WriYe resurrection project in April; it had been meant as a memoir of sorts when I started it a long time ago, and now there’s actually …

It’s been a pretty bad couple weeks here. I can’t say it’s been fun, or even remotely the less-stress-route the doc described. BUT… I had an interesting phone call today… and received probably the best news I’ve heard in a very long while. I can’t repeat it, not yet anyway, but someday. In the meantime, this was me.