Monday Proof of lLife

I am up, I have been to the gym, I have had my first cup of coffee and am about to have breakfast. Bruce is blasting on the speakers, and it's not raining. Can I have a nap, now?


Oh, right, work. Getting to that...

a tease from the WiP...

The Guardian was incapable of sounding smug. It was purely Malech’s own imagination that put that tone of self-satisfaction into its mental voice. That made it no less annoying.


EtA: realized halfway through chapter 5 that something I had in chapter 2 was contraindicated by events in Book 1. Thankfully at this point it's going to be easy enough to fix, if frustrating. Am glad I caught it now, though, instead of in chapter seventeen... Trilogies. We hates them, we does, this silly Continuity stuff.

Still, 2100 new words for the morning. Not shabby. And still not raining!

various and sundry take a non-coffee break

1. We have had a Popcorn Incident here at Ch. Felidae. The felines are moderately traumatized. I knew I should have gotten chocolate instead.
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2. Meanwhile, cleaning up files and found an interview I'd done for a site but the person doing the interviews had to step down and it kinda got lost in the cracks. So y'all can see it here -- a little late, but hopefully still interesting/amusing/enlightening.

( Wren and Sergei talk about BLOOD FROM STONE )

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3. and, on a much less silly note, been on a Bruce kick the past few days, for some reason. But in light of events in Iran, "Worlds Apart" really kicked me in the gut.

( lyrics behind the cut )