Adventures du jour! Tropical Storm Nicole is a bit of a fizzle, but WOW am I loving sitting here all day by the patio with the door open, listening to the wind and the rain. The air is fresh and cool.–You are welcome to laugh at me next summer while I’m complaining about the heat. […]

Adventures du jour! Tropical storm Nicole is rolling in, turning the sky heavy but the air cool and fresh. Supplies have been gathered, laundry has been washed.–I should fill up the car with gas. I think that’s it. Yesterday I ended up crashing and didn’t get any writing done. Hung out with Ray, watched some

Adventures du jour! Either the election is stressing me out or the tropical storm is lowering the air pressure (or both) but I feel like someone took a grapefruit spoon to my sinuses. Yesterday a friend gave me a “run this against your subconscious” query and it took over. She didn’t intend it that way,

Adventures du jour! The attack of the plot twist continues, with the subconscious revealing more plot stuff now that I’m passing the halfway mark. The last couple of days have been trying to keep up with whatever my subconscious thinks I need to be doing. After the bit Midjourney update (and me taking the stops

Adventures du jour! The plans for today were derailed by a big Midjourney AI update that I’d been waiting for (v4). I spent most of my brain space today working with the new AI. What I observed about the AI is one thing; what I observed about what I felt and thought about switching versions

Adventures du jour! Yesterday was a moving the chess pieces sort of day, where it felt like I wasn’t really getting anything done per se, although all of it was important. I spent an absurdly long time writing an email in pursuit of a cool opportunity, trying to second-guess myself out of it, even AFTER

Adventures du jour! I had to write the scene where Goth Girl runs into her abusive ex for the first time since she got out of the relationship. It snuck up on me.–It went better than I had been dreading, if still too close for comfort. My ex and hers aren’t the same person, not

Adventures du jour! Last night was the beginning of NaNoWriMo. It went pretty smoothly on my end, if somewhat sadly; I finally hit the point where I needed to write out a past scene that the characters had been mentioning throughout the book and it was a wallop. Mr. Assassin had been completely convinced that

Adventures du Jour: I was hoping for restful sleep but instead woke up early and miserable. In retrospect it makes sense; I wrote down some taboo things yesterday about religion and being controlled. So I was feeling down and my right hip was in a state of OWFUCK this morning. Yoga: working on reading Yoga

Adventures du jour! As per usual after a big trauma barf, stuff shook out. This was a very thinky day. Yesterday: Talked to a friend with a black sense of humor. I think she was worried about unleashing it on me; it’s been a while since we talked. By the time we were done talking