#TuesdayThoughts: Cloudy.

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It’s cloudy outside and it’s cloudy inside. My head, I mean. It looks like it will rain any second, but the forecast says not until later.

What does it know?

It’s saying lightning, and that seems likely.

Also I can’t be entirely sure it’s not already raining, so you’d think it would at least get THAT right.

I don’t think I got enough sleep last night. No good reason for it; I just took a while to fall asleep and woke up early. So I’m dragging more than usual. Like writing through a mist.

There’s a serious drizzle on my sparkle.

That should be my catchphrase.

I guess I’m going to try to caffeinate myself into some level of technically awake, and hope that I can muddle through from there. Have a great Tuesday.


Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#MondayThoughts: Aw, Man.

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At some point yesterday, I had the best idea for a blog post. Had a headline and everything. It was brilliant.

Trust me.

And I said to myself, eh, don’t worry, I don’t need to write it down, it’s so good, I’ll remember it!

Surprise twist that won’t surprise anyone: I did not remember it.

It’s funny how some ideas can come through so clearly, so crystalline, it seems impossible that you’d forget them. And yet they vanish, a vague imprint where something solid and bright once was.

You’d think I’d have learned by now, no matter how certain I am I’ll remember the idea, I need to write it down.

Strangely, it seems to be a phenomenon largely centered around ideas.

And grocery lists. Always the grocery lists. What is it with grocery lists? Why is there always that one item you endlessly forget? And then I tend to forget what it was until I realize I forgot it again.

My mind is a steel trap. Except for the holely bits.

Off into Monday, the post I thought I’d do not the post I’ve done, but posted nonetheless. Have an awesome day.


Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
Peruse Montraps Publishing
Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

#AccountaClub Friday, July 12, 2019

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I’m being serenaded by an orchestra of hammers today. It’s not as sweet a sound as you might imagine.

But the news of the day isn’t why you’re here. You’re here for the update of the week. Ah yes. The update.

Update.

Writing has not been great, though I have several projects that are very happily playing in the corners of my mind. Why aren’t they playing in the corners of my keyboard?

I dunno. Ask them. They can be stubborn things.

I’ve taken to it being summer, real summer, and this week I went to the Art Institute for the Manet exhibit, which focused on the latter part of his career. And I realized something.

Manet doesn’t stir me quite like his contemporaries. If you look at the faces of the women he painted, they’re all the same; blank, empty, soulless.

Like he didn’t see the women as any different from the flowers or the fruit. Objects to be posed for a still-life.

Compare that to Renoir, where every person and every moment in time is crystallized.

And again I digress.

Fitness was another stellar week, though, five days, five workouts. Daily Burn rocked it, and I rocked Daily Burn.

Got some house-related things done, so it wasn’t a total waste. How was your week?


Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
Peruse Montraps Publishing
Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Ten Word Photo Prompt: Going

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Must be Thursday, because it’s ten word photo prompt time! Using the picture above, write a ten word story.

Exactly ten words.

No more, no fewer.

OK, here’s mine:

Paper. Sign. Paper. Sign.

And through the wall she went.

#WednesdayWisdom: Word to the wise

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That’s an odd phrase, when you think about it. Why would the wise need a word? Wouldn’t they already know, being wise and all?

Hmm.

There’s disembodied music drifting in from outside, and I think it’s utterly unfair I can’t choose the playlist. At least give me some options, for goodness sake.

I put on my own music. Take that.

Though if I’m going to write I’ll have to switch to classical because lyrics tend to throw me off. Yep, the outside music is pretty annoying.

Anyway, point being that sound carries. Even if you don’t think it carries. It really really carries. And maybe take pity on a writer who can’t manage to block out the music that must be damaging your hearing it’s so loud.

See? Only thinking of them.

Off to Wednesday it up, while trying not to let that music get too irritating. Have a good one.


Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
Peruse Montraps Publishing
Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

#MondayThoughts: Maybe

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Not in a definitive frame of mind today. Do I want to blog?

Maybe.

Make inroads in those pesky pesky projects lurking just beyond this blog in the pile of words yet unwritten?

Maybe.

Chuck it all in and feed a different part of my brain all together today?

Maybe.

The one thing I do not want to do today is marinate in the awful goings-on of the world. Just today.

Maybe.

There’s a constriction in ambivalence, the narrowing of roads when a decision is made. Wait long enough, and sometimes the decision is made for you.

Win? Loss?

Maybe.

Regardless, it’s Monday, and Monday it will do. Have a great one.

Maybe?


Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
Peruse Montraps Publishing
Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.

Ten Word Photo Prompt: Wishful Thinking?

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Ten word story time! Using the image above, write a ten word story. Exactly ten words.

Let’s get right to it.

Here’s mine, inspired by absolutely no real-life events:

The vortex encircled the Dictator, dragging him back to Hell.