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FireFire by L.B. Gilbert
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Is it the pandemic or what? I think I would have loved this book before but…

Tanya Eby, narrator, was quite good at the many voices it took to tell the story. I tried just using the text-to-speech and found that dull. Maybe if my eyes were good enough to follow along I would like it more. I would have been able to get deeper into the story. Ms. Eby’s voice brought me into the world of the fire elemental.

I must have enjoyed it because I listened to the end. I did like the main character. But often I tired. I honestly don’t think it was the writing or character development. I really think this could have been the most exciting book ever. It was just my inability to concentrate. So don’t take my word for it. Check it out. Maybe when life settles I’ll try it again and see if I don’t actually love it.

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “directions.” Find a household cleaner/bottle of shampoo/something in the freezer/anything you can find with instructions on it, then copy down a single direction (just one) on how to use/cook/etc. your chosen thing, and make it the first line or word of your post. Then keep writing whatever comes out. Have fun!

What day is it anyway? Yeah, I woke thinking I was up in time for Kelly and Ryan. And there was a show about animals in Madagasgar. Well, look what’s on Saturday!

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These days if you aren’t bathing in lotion, you probably have perfect skin. With all the hand-washing my hands got so raw the first week or so. I don’t like lotion. I feel like a greased pig. Slimy. Yuck. Most lotions don’t sink into the skin for me. But at least with the grease, I can keep the sores off my skin.
Why is liberal a bad word when it is the way something healing is applied? And who would need the instructions to not take hand lotion internally? Oh, this is making my skin so greasy, maybe if I drink it it will make my skin better?
So, I started editing the bits of Pandamapocalypse that I wrote in April. I found a lot of mistakes that the software did, but it may have been me. Maybe I hit the wrong button or something. But I didn’t know that it was messed up until I looked at it today. At least I was saving in lots of places as I shut down every night so it is fixable. As soon as part one is edited I will go on to write part two. It is fun to write about what is scaring us all. What motivates a virus? I’m learning.
Since this virus likes grease, maybe the hand lotion is a bad thing? Maybe we all will be seeing new directions on the Outbreak rules.

Yay! Finished Friday!


I’ll be more talkie tomorrow.

 

This happened.

 

I took Kali outside. Stood on the porch for half a moment. Then suddenly something made me yelp. I don’t know what it was. I didn’t see anything fly or crawl away. But touching anything feels like cactus on my arm. So I am trying not to hold my arm where it touches. I’m not dying. It hardly hurts. Just uncomfortable. Wish I could find the critter who did it. Revenge sounds good!


So I reached my adjusted word count goal of 30,000 plus 132on my CampNaNo project, Pandamapacalypse. I feel good about that. I think I will work on it more in May. I left my characters at the zoo. Well some of them. Because of how crazy this month has been, I feel my writing was all over the place. So I think I will spend the beginning of May reorganizing the scenes and setting a new outline. Then the second part as trying to reach the 50K I was looking for this month. The story is still playing in my head. Can you imagine a virus that could mutate and become a person? What would we learn from this person!

What day is it anyway? When you are watching Grey’s Anatomy every day and it is no longer playing on Thursday as usual, that isn’t a way to know. I’m on the twelfth season out of fifteen. Can you imagine what I will be like when I am caught up? Anyway, the trash it out at the curb, or the place a curb would be if we had actual streets and not dirt roads. So, tomorrow is Friday, May first! Wow! We made it through April! A2Z is done!

I wonder how the world feels in New Zealand. One of the characters on GA is from there. Before pandemic. I don’t know. I think I have zero more words today. Oh, I can look forward to another Zoom meeting of friends tomorrow!

One-Liner Wednesday/A2Z Y


Just a quickie, I need to go over and log a thousand words in yWriter. The Pandas are needing my help in the Pandamapocalypse!

#WDIIA, #A2Z, Y, #One-Liner Wednesday

 

What Day Is It Anyway? A2Z X


is just an eight without curves! I just realized that today.

I’m not going to pretend to know X words. X-rays are more than just words, they are a main-stay for Grey’s Anatomy series. This is not the place to be X-rated. And I guess I’m done. Sure I could go Google X words, but I’d rather show what I’d like to have:

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I tried so hard to get a photo but the WEBS thing doesn’t like WordPress or the other way around. You can make four socks at a time or really large items.  Here’s a YouTube of Scarlett Royal teaching how to work with what I have been calling the X-wing knitter.

Would that be a good way to use my stim check? Or is that too much and I should save it for house and food? I know it is there to help companies and I think CinDWood could use the money, too. I’m retired so…

Okay,, that is my version of the #A2Z and # WDIIA. Happy, safe, lockdown!

Now on to writing.

What Day Is It Anyway, A2Z-W


What day is it anyway? Yeah, I’ve been starting with ‘W‘ every day this month of alphabetical soup. I wish I could say that I  have been writing furiously daily, too. That didn’t happen. I ran out of juice last week. My characters decided to take off in directions that seemed unconnected to my story. I knew the story still wanted to be told so I took time off to think. Then I decided to take the stress of the word count. I set a new goal to hit 30k by the end of the thirtieth. With nearly 28k I figured it was doable. Next month I will continue as I think the book is only halfway done. I still see a lot of adventures and dangers happening ahead.

Oh, Monday is my local Zoom Writers Meet so today I do know the day it is. It is so wonderful to meet with other writers and hear their take on the prompts. The same prompt can be taken so differently.

Wandering heart is playing in my head that it wants to use tomorrow’s 77 degrees for a walk. It is about time we get good weather. Everyone I know is telling me how hot it is where they are. When I’ve looked outside to decide the wind or the rain were my deciding factor.


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I don’t know if the croakers around here look like this guy. But as I take Kali out for the last couple times of the night I hear a chorus. It is so peaceful. I wish I could see them but they are in the neighbor’s yard this year so …

All-day bingeing Grey.  And playing games on my phone. Didn’t knit or draw or coloring. And Yipes it’s nearly the end of the month! There is a dragon with my name on it–or will be when I get it done.

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Starting the morning I was able to Zoom a service. I nice way to start the day with a lot of positive goodness during a negative time.

And after that, we all watched Sunday Morning on CBS. I love that show. My favorite part is the moment of zen. Today no egrets, I mean, there were egrets.

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So that’s #What Day It Is Anyway.


 

 

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “val.” Find a word that starts with “val” or if you’re not doing the A to Z Challenge, find a word that just has “val” in it, and use that word any way you’d like. Enjoy!

 

Though I value your approval of my  Steam of Consciousness I feel like an invalid. My brain is a dormant volcano Ash just lying there not moving. It’s been a couple days of just mindlessness. A stream like that isn’t moving very fast. I have no excuses. I’m well and able. It has been weird, don’t you think? I can’t imagine how all of you with outside lives are getting along. Like I’ve mentioned before, we were already homebodies. Oh, how I feel for you parents of young children. I can’t imagine raising my four during times like this. I bow to you all.

Maybe I had brainless times before C19, but now it seems so overwhelming. It’s like it doesn’t leave when going to sleep. So the dreams continue the stressors, waking one up and resetting calm thoughts. To be replaced again by: Did I wash that bell pepper well enough? Is this cough allergies? I wish I knew a way to turn off the uncontrollable thoughts and turn on the ones that are needed for creativity. I used to think of myself as a bit of a rational person.

I’d rather be knitting. But even that seems to present problems as now my wrist hurts if I work too much. Maybe I should work on the hats and toys for a while as they didn’t take so much concentration as sock cuffs.

Okay, the stream’s gone dry. Please tell me you are all doing well, that your brains are happy and creative in spite of the tiny little virus taking over the whole wide world.

What Day Is It Anyway, A2Z Version


 

 

Tuesday, right? No that can’t be true. Trash was taken out last night. Today must be Friday. Nope, not a finished Friday. Still working on the two pairs of socks for daughter and her boyfriend.

Oh and Friday Zoomin’ with friends.

I don’t have much more to say. After talking to friends I am chatted out, I think. I hope you are all finding your way in this weird world. I wish you all health. I’m so feeling healthy, just not so talkie. U?

A2Z, #WDIIA

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