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March 2017



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what I need, I just don't have...

Well, today was supposed to be a hugely productive day, which was largely derailed by an absolutely killer and pointless anxiety attack that I finally managed to get the better of about an hour ago. So now I feel less like I'm harboring a chestburster, but much more like I want to collapse in an exhausted heap--but I have not written nearly as much as I wanted to, so I'm going to go back and try to get some more. Because I really, really want a draft of this story by the end of the year, because god damn it, 2016, I will beat you.

I've got almost 27,000 words of it, though, and I don't think it will go to much more than 35, so that's still doable if I really dig in.

I've been writing first thing in the morning, mostly, which is nice and involves co-authors, but does involve eventually having to get out of bed and let the dog attend to his biological needs. Here are my coauthors helping this morning, however:

I moved to the living room after that so I could watch it snow more conveniently. The snow, alas, was a bit of a disappointment on the nor'easter front--our predicted 8-12 inches turned into about a wet inch and a half overnight. Well, at least we probably won't have to shovel much.

And we did get a fuzzy-tailed visitor. (Scott saw rabbits last night.)


We appear to be getting all your snow.

Isn't that just like somebody from New Hampshire.
I'd send it back, but frost giants, man -- they just don't listen when you tell them they've got the wrong delivery address.
Minnesota would take it. We love to complain about the snow, but really, we don't have NEARLY enough this year which is going to seriously affect the water table come spring thaw.
We got buckets of rain today. Which I guess is better than buckets of snow to clear away...
On the one hand, you don't have to clear away rain. OTOH, you can pick up snow and move it and it stays put, as opposed to rain, which gathers at the lowest points and hangs out. Also you can brush snow off your clothing while rain just gets you wet. So it's a toss-up. People can't drive in either of them anyway.
Well, if you can shovel. I can't shovel much these days, so someone plows for me and oh, it costs.

Cheering for you!

Remember the stray black cat who decided he lived in our house, a few winters back?


Last month: http://pixel39.livejournal.com/589486.html

He is the spoildest stray cat EVAR.

Edited at 2016-12-30 03:21 pm (UTC)
glad to see he made himself at home.
Boo to anxiety attacks.

Yay for kjittens.

(Squirrel!) Sorry, lost my train of thought, there.
fetch photos, just for you.
Best Bear is best.