This book and the narrator, Robin Miles, were excellent. It is a biography of a few people told like a novel and captivating from the beginning. Ms. Miles was able to act out all the characters so one could identify who was who.
I have two hours left in the book, but I took a break to write this. I spent today with Pandora playing ‘classical study music’ quietly in the background so I could use the whole day to listen to this book without distractions. I wouldn’t have been able to handle it if it were boring. ADD would have sent me away from the book and into other ventures. That gives you a clue of how good this book is.
The other reason I spent the day reading (listening) to this book is that it is a Libby library copy that is due soon, and I have a lineup of books to read that I have already checked out. You know how that is. With some books, I would let it go. Return the book unfinished. But I want to know how it ends. Besides, I have never heard so many facts and insights before, and I feel I am somewhat ‘woke.’ This is a history not told in history classes when I was a student. I hope this book is used in the classroom now.
I highly recommend this and Isabel Wilkerson’s other book, Caste.
In the progression of Fall, today we have had rain and it’s chilly. The trees are nearly naked.
Isn’t it great that we don’t loose our hands, fingers, feet, and toes every Fall. Bare limbs just seem so sad.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “body parts.” Pick a body part and talk about it. Make sure to leave a comment below or put a disclaimer at the top of your post if it’s NSFW! There are people who participate in SoCS and love to support others, but not every one will want to read about private parts. Have fun!
In the progression of Fall, today we have had rain and it’s chilly. The trees are nearly naked.
Isn’t it great that we don’t loose our hands, fingers, feet, and toes every Fall. Bare limbs just seem so sad.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “body parts.” Pick a body part and talk about it. Make sure to leave a comment below or put a disclaimer at the top of your post if it’s NSFW! There are people who participate in SoCS and love to support others, but not every one will want to read about private parts. Have fun!
When my friends and I get together on Zoom, our conversations often go to the books we’re reading or the latest adventures bingeing or streaming. My list of to-reads grows ever longer. My must-watch grows even more. We recently challenged each other to watch all the Marvel movies in timeline order leaving out The Black Widow because it hadn’t hit streaming yet. Once it did, we all watched that. By the way, you can find the timeline on Disney Plus after clicking Marvel, then scroll down a bit to find the movies in that order of when it all happened according to the comics. I got tired of these as they are so male-heavy, and whatever women are there, have to be Barbies with big boobs. Still, the storylines were fun.
Today’s suggestions I started watching right after I got off the Zoom. They were fun diversions from my usual background noise. I mostly watched while knitting socks. Yeah, besides a hat, I have four socks in different stages of the process. Anyway, without further ado, the two movies I had fun with.
First Chaos Walking
We had to watch it because some of the critiques out there are so funny we had to see for ourselves. I found it interesting and the concepts something different than the usual.
The other is Love and Monsters
All that fun, and I forgot popcorn. Now it’s too late. Maybe tomorrow, Happy Friday, everyone!
With NaNoWriMo coming up fast, I’ve decided to forgo the rest of #Inktober. The story the first ones of the month prompted will be rewritten possibly as the main NaNo 50K or as part of a threesome I need to finish from before. I will use the prompts in the story and make drawings or sketches.
There is only one week to prepare for the three projects.
What made me decide this? I haven’t played my recorders for days. Having too much to do only makes me feel guilt. Guilt makes me unproductive. So I need to figure out my time better to keep it free and fun.
Have you ever had the kind of day where one thing that needs to get done takes over your whole day as you try to resolve the first issue? Yeah, that is the kind of day I had. I couldn’t even get to my Zoom writers meeting because a medical team called (yes, they were there way after hours to accomplish all they need to do, so it must be universal). I thought I was done but then a dozen of other problems showed up like why wasn’t my cell working the autopayment should have gone through. Oops, yet new bank. Ugh! And in the past I could handle things like this, but having cataracts makes everything hard. Working on the computer is worst as no glasses seem to help. And certain things can’t be done on the phone, especially when I have huge fingers that never hit the right things. No, they aren’t huge. It just seems like it. And I’ve decided that that is the issue with not getting my inking or story done. To see what I am doing the light has to be just right, the glasses and closeness of the drawing paper have to be just right. Cursive writing falls into the same issue. So I have done a lot of stress-knitting to help. And my husband just served me chamomile tea. Yeah, he’s sweet, but that was in self-defense, I think. So to cut this short I will share the YouTube of the tutorial to cut hair to chin-length bob that I followed. I’m very happy with the results. My husband loves it. He even went to the back and took care of strays.
I wish I could take a picture of the hair without all the wrinkles and saggy neck from losing weight. But just take a look at the hair on the Bitmoji. Or Laureen’s (above) end results to get the idea.
I got more of the story written to go with #inktober, but I haven’t finished the pictures. If I get the time I’ll start adding the pictures. Just a bit of a review Crystal was leading the pickle flavored guard, William, and her new friend Cindy to her trailer.
Crystal led the trio to her trailer. It was a cozy RV. “William, take these and hit the shower.” Crystal tossed him a towel and a sweatsuit “It’s a little too big for me so it’ll probably fit you. At least until your uniform is clean and dry. Toss them out before you shower and I’ll wash the clothes.”
After his shower, William sat in his temporary sweat clothes beneath the clock. The ticking was louder than the rain on the roof.
Cindy started laughing.
“What?” William asked as he finger combed his mop on top. “There wasn’t a good gel to contain this mess!”
Even with the dryer balls bouncing in rotation the tick tock grew louder.
“Hey!” Cindy jumped up and pointed to a stream of water leaking from the ceiling.
Crystal grabbed a pot to capture the flow. It filled quickly. “Oh, boy! That’s a big one!” Crystal was getting stressed. William saw the crystals in her eyes. He knew what that meant. He looked around and noticed the football helmet. He looked under the sink and found the stuff for stopping leaks. He donned the helmet. “It’ll keep my hair out of my eyes”
William went straight out into the rain and climbed up the ladder on the back of the RV. He found the hole on the roof and plugged it.
Back inside soaking wet again, William looked at Crystal. “I don’t suppose you have another sweatsuit?”
“No, but there’s a robe hanging in the bathroom.”
They tossed the sweats in the dryer.
William felt silly in the satiny robe but it was far better than another hallucinating session.
Everyone sat near the fireplace. It wasn’t real. But it did warm them physically and calm their souls like a real fireplace.
“How did you come by your name, Crystal?” Cindy asked.
There that’s the story so far now I have to get busy on the drawings and continue the story later hope you enjoyed it.
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Books, games, music, and life — filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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