Oh, Monday

A busy day at work, and then I came home and mowed the front lawn before dinner. You know, like one does.

I’m a little amazed that it’s almost the end of June, not least of all because I still have an issue of Kaleidotrope to put together for next month. And mountains of stories still waiting to be read.

Monday various

C’est la Sunday

A normal Sunday, for the most part. A little television, the New York Times crossword, and my regular writing group. I wrote this, based on the prompts:

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I like how it started in a fairly silly and ridiculous place, with Dr. Electric and his cape, and took sort of a turn halfway through, as I started to discover who my narrator was and what kind of world he — at least, I think he’s a he — is living in.

Back to work tomorrow, which is just as well. I’ve been checking in with my e-mail off and on since Wednesday, thanks to a couple of projects coming due just as I was getting ready to leave for the week, and there’s plenty to be done when I get back in.