In which connectivity goes down, and up again

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What went before: Wrote about 700 words, mostly expanding existing scenes. WIP currently stands at +/-62,500. I need to think about whose POV will be most fun in this next scene. I'm leaning toward Gordy, but Imma sleep on it, because my brain is tired. Along with the rest of me.

I sliced the bread and put it away (except for that one slice that fell face down in the butter, so I ate it instead of wasting it). Cleaned up the chaos of baking.

Trooper managed to work his way through one can of Fancy Feast tuna in gravy over the course of today, and now he's punching me in the arm and demanding Happy Hour, right now!

Tomorrow morning, I have an appointment with the chiropractor and while I'm out will hit the vet for more probiotic, and the grocery for the essentials: wine, cat gravy, and fruits, plus whatever looks like it will be good in terms of things to eat for a Writing Weekend.

SNIPPET: WARNING: Possible Spoiler for Diviner's Bow.

"And," Priscilla's voice came from unexpectedly near at hand. "Anthora must remember to ask her brother about his own adventures building a lifeline and how he was rescued by his eldest daughter."

"By Padi!" Anthora exclaimed, and the sullen look was quite gone from her face, replaced by startled glee. "Absolutely, you owe me that story, Shan-brother!"

"I also have an interest," Val Con murmured. Miri came to his side and slipped an arm around his waist.

"Me, too," she said.

"And I," said Ren Zel.

"Everyone shall have the story!" Shan cried over this growing tumult. "However, I insist that we proceed in an orderly manner, dealing with the most important matters first. For instance, my glass is empty. Who is with me for a refill?

Friday. Sunny and going to be hot, for Maine values &c.

Breakfast was scrambled eggs and potatoes with homemade toast and strawberry jam. Lunch may be meatballs in red sauce over bread. With cheese. Need a veggie, there. Or, yanno, not. Red sauce is a veggie, right?

Trooper has already eaten half a (smol) can of seafood feast in gravy with his meds (because I ran out of bisque and he now will not eat the stew, apparently because it has icky inclusions of real food. I need to call the vet and get some more probiotic. I've only been getting ten packs at a time, but maybe I should get more? I have no idea, but I'm guessing it will be useful to someone, if we don't finish it all, here.

Firefly joined Trooper on my lap last night and they had a little cat love fest, which is nice to see. Trooper's grandkids -- well. technically Firefly is his niece, since she came from the same cattery -- are very solicitous of him. They stop by to clean his ears and they sleep near him. Yesterday, Rook forgot himself and grabbed onto the back of Trooper's neck to wrassle, and Tali let go with a roundhouse that knocked Rook right off the bed, then she licked Trooper's ears and curled up next to him.

As previously advertised, I have an appointment with the chiropractor this morning, then some errands, then I hope to have a productive weekend of writing.

At some point, I'm going to have to get some time -- by which I mean a couple of days -- where I can focus All My Scant Brain Power on the WIP, to see what I have, which piece goes where and which pieces still need to be written. I really don't have much time-in-a-chunk right now, because of Trooper's necessities. OTOH, there are still pieces I know need to be written, so I'm good for the moment.

SPEAKING OF WRITING -- I once again remind people not -- that's NOT -- to give me "story ideas." If I need suggestions, I will ask for them. In the meantime, if your unsolicited suggestion happens to hit something I was going to do anyway, but haven't gotten to yet (not, in most cases "forgotten about"), I will drop that idea. This is because some people are stoopid and evil, and I don't want a lawsuit at this time in my life, OR to be cut off from the intellectual property that supports my household. Thank you for your attention to this minor but important detail.

So, South Park! I have to tell you I had no idea South Park was still A Thing. Also, Satan needs a better dating app.

One thing about getting up at 6 am? The morning goes on forever. I've got time to perform my duty to the cats before I head out to my appointment.

What're y'all doing today?

Below, coon cat love-in with Trooper and Firefly, and Tali and Trooper in the sun