Paranormal Romance Author
Son of a bitch. It’s only been two days of quarantine. The native is quelled, but my thought process is a little hazy. I managed to drag him outside for half an hour, before he escaped back into the house. We’ve created so much art. Colors grace paper after paper after paper in pen, crayon, … Read More “Day 2 Quarantine” »
Ah, there is nothing like a little strep throat to set you back a week. Or is that a week and a half? I am not quite sure. All I know is I slept the last two weekends away. My EE gave me the bacterial infection and my 5-year-old escaped the entire sickness. We’ve watched … Read More “Small Achievements: Coming Back After a Delay” »
Timothy was not in a hurry. He was never in a hurry. He made it his life’s mission to never rush to do anything. This was not the impression others had of him. His clothes were always clean and pressed. Lunch was never forgotten at home. Timothy was predictable. Timothy is always early. Until the day he wasn’t.
Jane was Timothy’s closest friend and co-worker. In the office, they sat side by side and were perpetual teammates on projects. And Tuesday, Timothy was late.
I want to be able to use speech to text while working. Either driving or folding clothes. I gave up on the project. Recently I remembered that I have a new set of Bluetooth ear buds and a new Bluetooth set up in my car. (I was slumming it with an AUX cable for years. Welcome to the future Lucille.) So, I tried it again…
When you fall behind, just pick up where you dropped off. Don’t kick yourself. Sometimes we need a level of self-care that takes us away from our plans, but that doesn’t mean it has to derail us for the long term.
The market was his favorite place to sell. He loved watching the people. This was the place that helped hone his skills at reading people. And reading people is what brought in the real money. To say his leather stand was a front was both insulting and true. Insulting because the leather wallets, belts, and bags brought in enough that he didn’t need to do anything else. And it was true because it actually acted as a front. This was the place spies were born.
He cut a LIVE wire. My sarcastic comment doesn’t explain how I felt in that situation. I was shocked and scared. I wasn’t sure what to say and I did not hear the bang. It’s without saying that I was relieved that I did not go downstairs to find him dead on the floor.
Do you have a list of favorite books you read this year? I know I do. Out of the 56 books I read in 2019, only 6 stick out in my mind.
Do you have goals for this year? I like calling them goals instead of resolutions. The word ‘goals’ sounds approachable and realistic.
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Last night I slept with Spiderman. I wrapped my arms around his large plush head and slept. I borrowed my son’s plush toy for two reasons. The first being that I found sleeping while holding a toy or pillow keeps my hands from falling asleep. The second being I hoped that sideman would absorb my stress.
