Quote of the Moment

If you meet someone face-to-face and they don't hiss at you and bite you, does that mean you're friends?
- from Serafina and the Black Cloak, by Robert Beatty

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Interlude with Crozier

 Because spring isn't spring without the annual re-fronding of the family ferns.

Not much of note has happened. The cats seem to be holding their own.  Mother finally had her cataract operation, and is getting used to life without glasses (having worn them since grade school, it's a bit of an adjustment.) Dad goes to a specialist in early May to deal with an early-stage skin cancer spot; the doctor wasn't overly stressed, so I'm hopeful it's the easily-treatable kind. And I've been fighting pushy cats, projects, and my own procrastination to try to finish a story. Any story, at this point. With luck, I'll have something to show for it by the end of the month.

I've also been on a spring cleaning/culling kick. It's eaten into writing time, but it desperately needs doing. Decluttering's supposed to help increase energy flow and idea generation, too, and I could use all the help I can get on that front. So far, I've tossed a good-sized can's worth of recycling and junk, and amassed an exceptionally heavy box for Half Price Books. I know I have more to go, but I needed to do all that just to reach the rest of it.

Guess that's it for now.