20 Pages

I'm 20 pages from the end of BBL!!!! Woo Hoo!!!

Granted, I've been there for a week or so, but in my defense, there are pressing issues besides my muse vacating the premises unannounced. I do have an out of town guest visiting, and there were a couple of details that needed to be sorted through before I could finish. Now, the details are taken care of, it will change things slightly, but not drastically. My friend is still here, but that's okay, it's a neat change and they have to leave tomorrow. It makes me more appreciative of my writing time. And it makes me wonder how others write with company in their house or always over.

Why Is It?

Why is it that just before the tornado sirens blare, we send our children inside for safety and then we as adults stand outside with cameras and video cameras taking pictures and talking about the possible tornado forming right before our eyes with nasty high winds that did finally at least cool everything down for a while? The sirens wailed and we moseyed in and out again. Watching, waiting, and looking. Now whether this was the tornado we were seeing or just part of the storm - there were at least three layers of clouds moving at varying speeds and directions and the clouds did drop down and kiss the earth. It was beautiful to see.