From Facebook

[rolanni]

Usually, I write a blog post here, and give the folks on Twitter and Facebook a link.

Today -- just to keep y'all on your toes -- I'm doing it backwards.

Posted at Facebook at 11:00 am on Sunday, September 25, 2016:

So, yesterday was a work day, and today will be another like it. I have to pay bills first, and straighten out the mess that I have allowed the checkbook to become, then rewrite the scene I wrote last night, using the Proper Viewpoint (you'd think I'd get these things right the first time at this point in the game, wouldn't you?), and move on with the next scene.

Crisp and cool this morning; sunny, with a persistent breeze. Over breakfast, Steve and I discussed the Vital Matter of Turning On the Heat, and decided it's time to bring the basement thermostat on-line, to warm the floors, and calibrate as necessary from there.

This morning on Facebook, I unfriended someone for being so ill-advised as to "poke" me. This is policy, folks: "poke" me and be cast into the outer darkness.

I wrote a blog post yesterday -- here's the pointer, for them what's interested in the trials and tribulations of raisin bread.

Also, I am reading a book. I am not happy with this book, *at all* (no, I'm not going to tell you which book). The plot, at about 2/3s of the way through Makes No Sense; the "romance" is making me crazy (they hate each other, but they can't keep their hands off each other. Please. Just...please); another plot-point has Just Now been introduced that only promises to make things more confusing, rather than more exciting. . .but, worst of all, the heroine is Too Stupid to Live. Unfortunately, it looks like she's going to make it to the sequel. At this point, I'm reading on to see if the author can actually pull it out; if they do, I'll have learned something.

What else? Oh. Steve is making spaghetti and meat sauce for supper. It's a good day for spaghetti.

What're y'all doing today?

Comments

[sb-moof.livejournal.com]

You have more patience than I. When I run into a too stupid to live character, I have to put the book far away from me or else I start throwing things (usually the book) and/or swearing. This often earns Stern glances from my cat. But I have never aspired to being a writer, so I have the luxury of reading only for pleasure.

[rolanni.livejournal.com]

This was intended as pleasure reading, inasmuch as anyone who is a writer can be said to read for pleasure alone. But, it's in such a snarl that it's become a tutorial.

[stitchwhich.livejournal.com]

What're y'all doing today?

Making pot roast while my husband deals with a clogged toity. Better I should be in the kitchen and away from the crashing, yelling, and expletives... poor man, he's having a horrible time with it. But! Pot roast afterwards and good conversation, and tomorrow while he's at work I'll call a plumber. :)