It's been so long, eating and drinking and making merry

[rolanni]

The Long Back Yard this morning.  Perhaps not obvious from the picture: It was snowing at the time.

OK. Thursday. Snowed about an inch this morning, just enough to freshen yesterday's snow. Intermittently sunny -- or cloudy, if you prefer it that way -- at the moment.

Breakfast was eggs scrambled with spinach and onions and cheese, with a biscuit and strawberry jam on the side. Lunch...I may go back to my original plan of ham and yam, because I'm not sure those chicken breasts are thawed, actually.

Wrote about 930 words this morning, concluding a scene that I really like -- Yes, this is going to be a book totally comprised of Scenes I Like. Rookie and Tali kept me company in the office, while Firefly is keeping a Very Close Eye on the bedroom.

I'm getting ready to start a loaf of bread to rise, after which it's PT homework, one's duty the cats, and lunch, one way or the other.

Hope everybody's having a good day.
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Yanno? "Wonderful Christmastime?" Paul McCartney, celebrating all the lovely, lovely things that "Only happen at this time of Year" And I am Up To Here with that.

First of all -- it's a real dud on the lyrics, but so are most Christmas songs, so I guess I can't take points off for that. But honestly? Aren't we all supposed to be together and sharing joy and magic all the time?

Why, why does it only "happen at this time of year?" Why is it not a lifestyle choice? What is it about cruelty that is so attractive that it gets 363ish days while Joy, Magic, and Fellow Feeling only get 2ish, and only if we've spent enough money?

Yes, I do feel better now. And the bread's in to rise.
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OK...The bread is really good. I had wanted a dense, seedy loaf and this one delivers. I cut it in half -- one piece for the freezer and the other to eat now. Ahem. Over the course of the next couple days.

In between It All, I seem to have written 2,320 words today, which is ... a lot, as we count words around here. On the other hand, as Jen Sin today observed to Miri, Traders talk A Lot. The WIP entire is somewhere around 113,480 total words.

I will mention that I wrote that many words and STILL had time to fall down the rabbit hole of Mongolian Techno. Some years back now there had been a Mongolian metal rock band -- HU? HUU? -- and they were doing some interesting things, but Mongolian Techno? Who knew.

Tomorrow, I have Real Life Business I have to take care of first (Well. "First," after clearing snow, so Sarah can get in and also picking up so she can do her thing) having successfully put it off for more than a week (procrastination; it's not for sissies).

I did read some few pages of Agent of Change, and will probably read some more after the cats stop shouting at me to deliver them their Happy Hour. What's really interesting, is that I can remember which bits Steve wrote, and which bits I wrote, and which bits Steve wrote and I changed. I don't think -- but will be testing the proposition -- that I can do that with later books. But you never forget your first, amirite?

Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe. Watch out for windblown snow and ice on the roads.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Today's blog post title brought to you by The Hu, from their 2019 Billboard hit, "Yuve Yuve Yu"