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Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once
Author Stephen P. Kiernan breaks down the narrative power of telling two (or more) stories at once, whether by location or time.
The post Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once appeared first on Writer's Digest.
https://www.writersdigest.com/two-timing-building-narrative-power-by-telling-two-stories-at-once#Plot #WriteBetterFiction #DualTimelines #DualtimeNovel #MultipleTimelines
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Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once
Author Stephen P. Kiernan breaks down the narrative power of telling two (or more) stories at once, whether by location or time.
The post Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once appeared first on Writer's Digest.
https://www.writersdigest.com/two-timing-building-narrative-power-by-telling-two-stories-at-once#Plot #WriteBetterFiction #DualTimelines #DualtimeNovel #MultipleTimelines
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Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once
Author Stephen P. Kiernan breaks down the narrative power of telling two (or more) stories at once, whether by location or time.
The post Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once appeared first on Writer's Digest.
https://www.writersdigest.com/two-timing-building-narrative-power-by-telling-two-stories-at-once#Plot #WriteBetterFiction #DualTimelines #DualtimeNovel #MultipleTimelines
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Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once
Author Stephen P. Kiernan breaks down the narrative power of telling two (or more) stories at once, whether by location or time.
The post Two Timing—Building Narrative Power by Telling Two Stories at Once appeared first on Writer's Digest.
https://www.writersdigest.com/two-timing-building-narrative-power-by-telling-two-stories-at-once#Plot #WriteBetterFiction #DualTimelines #DualtimeNovel #MultipleTimelines
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Un chouette scénario dont Robert Reich @rbreich a fait le récit, sur la manière de virer Trump par un complot de Vance et Rubio bien mené, pour activer le 25ᵉ amendement avec méthode et précison. J’ai adoré ! Traduction.
Ce que j’ai appris au sujet d’un complot visant à destituer Trump en recourant au 25ᵉ amendement
ROBERT REICH
12 MAI 2026Les amis,
Récemment, j’ai dîné avec un groupe de stratèges politiques — des gens chevronnées qui conseillent depuis des années des politiciens et des candidats. Au cours du dîner, ils m’ont fait part de leur scénario, qu’ils estiment avoir 30 % de chances de se réaliser dans les quatre prochains mois.
Dans le scénario de mes convives, la guerre ratée de Trump fait grimper les prix de l’essence et des denrées alimentaires à un niveau si élevé et pendant si longtemps qu’une grande partie de la base républicaine va commencer à se retourner contre Trump. Et les problèmes mentaux de Trump vont devenir encore plus manifestes.
Face à tout cela, JD Vance promet à Marco Rubio qu’il le nommera vice-président si Rubio se joint à lui pour tenter de destituer Trump en vertu du 25ᵉ amendement.* Rubio accepte.
Vance et Rubio approchent alors le président de la Chambre des représentants, Mike Johnson, et le leader de la majorité au Sénat, John Thune, pour des discussions confidentielles au cours desquelles ils évoquent cette possibilité. Johnson et Thune accordent leur soutien tacite à Vance et Rubio.
Vance et Rubio convainquent ensuite Pete Hegseth de se joindre à eux, en lui promettant qu’il conservera son poste. Ils obtiennent l’adhésion de Todd Blanche en lui promettant qu’il sera nommé procureur général permanent.
Vance, Rubio, Hegseth et Blanche sont exactement ce dont Thune et Johnson ont besoin pour faire passer le 25ᵉ amendement.
Cet arrangement sert les intérêts de chacun. Pour Vance et Rubio, cela évite ce qui pourrait être une primaire chaotique en 2028, où les deux hommes s’affronteraient. En tant que président, Vance prend une longueur d’avance pour être élu président en 2028. En tant que vice-président, Rubio est l’héritier présomptif en 2032 (alors qu’il n’aura que 60 ans) ou en 2036.
En tant que président et vice-président, Vance et Rubio mettent fin aux droits de douane de Trump et à sa guerre, qui ont fait flamber les prix, bouleversé la base républicaine et monté une grande partie du monde contre l’Amérique.
Hegseth obtient la sécurité de l’emploi dont il a désespérément besoin. Blanche obtient la promotion qu’il convoite.
Les républicains de la Chambre et du Sénat se débarrassent de Trump, qui est devenu un boulet pour eux et dont ils craignent, s’il reste en fonction, qu’il leur fasse perdre le contrôle de la Chambre et du Sénat lors des élections de mi-mandat — et qu’il conduise à une déroute au Congrès en 2028.
Le plan est finalisé pendant que Trump est à Mar-a-Lago. Il est mis à exécution lors d’une visioconférence avec Trump — au cours de laquelle Vance, Rubio, Hegseth, Blanche, Johnson et Thune l’informent qu’il n’est plus président.
Trump hurle, vocifère, frappe du poing sur son bureau à Mar-a-Lago et menace d’intenter une action en justice, mais il ne peut rien faire. Il est démis de ses fonctions.
J’ai écouté attentivement mes convives m’exposer tout cela en détail. « Vous pensez donc vraiment qu’il y a 30 % de chances que cela se produise ? » leur ai-je demandé.
« Ça pourrait être plus si la guerre continue », a répondu l’un d’eux, et les autres ont acquiescé. Un autre estimait que les chances étaient déjà plus élevées.
« Je ne sais pas si je dois me réjouir ou m’inquiéter », ai-je répondu.
Ils ont ri, mais j’étais sérieux.
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- Pour rappel : l’article 4 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « dès lors que le vice-président et une majorité des […] principaux responsables des départements de l’exécutif […] transmettent au président pro tempore du Sénat et au président de la Chambre des représentants une déclaration écrite attestant que le président est incapable d’exercer les pouvoirs et les fonctions de sa charge, le vice-président assume immédiatement les pouvoirs et les fonctions de la charge en tant que président par intérim ». La section 2 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « chaque fois qu’il y a une vacance au poste de vice-président, le président nomme un vice-président qui entre en fonction après confirmation par un vote à la majorité des deux chambres du Congrès.
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Un chouette scénario dont Robert Reich @rbreich a fait le récit, sur la manière de virer Trump par un complot de Vance et Rubio bien mené, pour activer le 25ᵉ amendement avec méthode et précison. J’ai adoré ! Traduction.
Ce que j’ai appris au sujet d’un complot visant à destituer Trump en recourant au 25ᵉ amendement
ROBERT REICH
12 MAI 2026Les amis,
Récemment, j’ai dîné avec un groupe de stratèges politiques — des gens chevronnées qui conseillent depuis des années des politiciens et des candidats. Au cours du dîner, ils m’ont fait part de leur scénario, qu’ils estiment avoir 30 % de chances de se réaliser dans les quatre prochains mois.
Dans le scénario de mes convives, la guerre ratée de Trump fait grimper les prix de l’essence et des denrées alimentaires à un niveau si élevé et pendant si longtemps qu’une grande partie de la base républicaine va commencer à se retourner contre Trump. Et les problèmes mentaux de Trump vont devenir encore plus manifestes.
Face à tout cela, JD Vance promet à Marco Rubio qu’il le nommera vice-président si Rubio se joint à lui pour tenter de destituer Trump en vertu du 25ᵉ amendement.* Rubio accepte.
Vance et Rubio approchent alors le président de la Chambre des représentants, Mike Johnson, et le leader de la majorité au Sénat, John Thune, pour des discussions confidentielles au cours desquelles ils évoquent cette possibilité. Johnson et Thune accordent leur soutien tacite à Vance et Rubio.
Vance et Rubio convainquent ensuite Pete Hegseth de se joindre à eux, en lui promettant qu’il conservera son poste. Ils obtiennent l’adhésion de Todd Blanche en lui promettant qu’il sera nommé procureur général permanent.
Vance, Rubio, Hegseth et Blanche sont exactement ce dont Thune et Johnson ont besoin pour faire passer le 25ᵉ amendement.
Cet arrangement sert les intérêts de chacun. Pour Vance et Rubio, cela évite ce qui pourrait être une primaire chaotique en 2028, où les deux hommes s’affronteraient. En tant que président, Vance prend une longueur d’avance pour être élu président en 2028. En tant que vice-président, Rubio est l’héritier présomptif en 2032 (alors qu’il n’aura que 60 ans) ou en 2036.
En tant que président et vice-président, Vance et Rubio mettent fin aux droits de douane de Trump et à sa guerre, qui ont fait flamber les prix, bouleversé la base républicaine et monté une grande partie du monde contre l’Amérique.
Hegseth obtient la sécurité de l’emploi dont il a désespérément besoin. Blanche obtient la promotion qu’il convoite.
Les républicains de la Chambre et du Sénat se débarrassent de Trump, qui est devenu un boulet pour eux et dont ils craignent, s’il reste en fonction, qu’il leur fasse perdre le contrôle de la Chambre et du Sénat lors des élections de mi-mandat — et qu’il conduise à une déroute au Congrès en 2028.
Le plan est finalisé pendant que Trump est à Mar-a-Lago. Il est mis à exécution lors d’une visioconférence avec Trump — au cours de laquelle Vance, Rubio, Hegseth, Blanche, Johnson et Thune l’informent qu’il n’est plus président.
Trump hurle, vocifère, frappe du poing sur son bureau à Mar-a-Lago et menace d’intenter une action en justice, mais il ne peut rien faire. Il est démis de ses fonctions.
J’ai écouté attentivement mes convives m’exposer tout cela en détail. « Vous pensez donc vraiment qu’il y a 30 % de chances que cela se produise ? » leur ai-je demandé.
« Ça pourrait être plus si la guerre continue », a répondu l’un d’eux, et les autres ont acquiescé. Un autre estimait que les chances étaient déjà plus élevées.
« Je ne sais pas si je dois me réjouir ou m’inquiéter », ai-je répondu.
Ils ont ri, mais j’étais sérieux.
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- Pour rappel : l’article 4 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « dès lors que le vice-président et une majorité des […] principaux responsables des départements de l’exécutif […] transmettent au président pro tempore du Sénat et au président de la Chambre des représentants une déclaration écrite attestant que le président est incapable d’exercer les pouvoirs et les fonctions de sa charge, le vice-président assume immédiatement les pouvoirs et les fonctions de la charge en tant que président par intérim ». La section 2 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « chaque fois qu’il y a une vacance au poste de vice-président, le président nomme un vice-président qui entre en fonction après confirmation par un vote à la majorité des deux chambres du Congrès.
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Un chouette scénario dont Robert Reich @rbreich a fait le récit, sur la manière de virer Trump par un complot de Vance et Rubio bien mené, pour activer le 25ᵉ amendement avec méthode et précison. J’ai adoré ! Traduction.
Ce que j’ai appris au sujet d’un complot visant à destituer Trump en recourant au 25ᵉ amendement
ROBERT REICH
12 MAI 2026Les amis,
Récemment, j’ai dîné avec un groupe de stratèges politiques — des gens chevronnées qui conseillent depuis des années des politiciens et des candidats. Au cours du dîner, ils m’ont fait part de leur scénario, qu’ils estiment avoir 30 % de chances de se réaliser dans les quatre prochains mois.
Dans le scénario de mes convives, la guerre ratée de Trump fait grimper les prix de l’essence et des denrées alimentaires à un niveau si élevé et pendant si longtemps qu’une grande partie de la base républicaine va commencer à se retourner contre Trump. Et les problèmes mentaux de Trump vont devenir encore plus manifestes.
Face à tout cela, JD Vance promet à Marco Rubio qu’il le nommera vice-président si Rubio se joint à lui pour tenter de destituer Trump en vertu du 25ᵉ amendement.* Rubio accepte.
Vance et Rubio approchent alors le président de la Chambre des représentants, Mike Johnson, et le leader de la majorité au Sénat, John Thune, pour des discussions confidentielles au cours desquelles ils évoquent cette possibilité. Johnson et Thune accordent leur soutien tacite à Vance et Rubio.
Vance et Rubio convainquent ensuite Pete Hegseth de se joindre à eux, en lui promettant qu’il conservera son poste. Ils obtiennent l’adhésion de Todd Blanche en lui promettant qu’il sera nommé procureur général permanent.
Vance, Rubio, Hegseth et Blanche sont exactement ce dont Thune et Johnson ont besoin pour faire passer le 25ᵉ amendement.
Cet arrangement sert les intérêts de chacun. Pour Vance et Rubio, cela évite ce qui pourrait être une primaire chaotique en 2028, où les deux hommes s’affronteraient. En tant que président, Vance prend une longueur d’avance pour être élu président en 2028. En tant que vice-président, Rubio est l’héritier présomptif en 2032 (alors qu’il n’aura que 60 ans) ou en 2036.
En tant que président et vice-président, Vance et Rubio mettent fin aux droits de douane de Trump et à sa guerre, qui ont fait flamber les prix, bouleversé la base républicaine et monté une grande partie du monde contre l’Amérique.
Hegseth obtient la sécurité de l’emploi dont il a désespérément besoin. Blanche obtient la promotion qu’il convoite.
Les républicains de la Chambre et du Sénat se débarrassent de Trump, qui est devenu un boulet pour eux et dont ils craignent, s’il reste en fonction, qu’il leur fasse perdre le contrôle de la Chambre et du Sénat lors des élections de mi-mandat — et qu’il conduise à une déroute au Congrès en 2028.
Le plan est finalisé pendant que Trump est à Mar-a-Lago. Il est mis à exécution lors d’une visioconférence avec Trump — au cours de laquelle Vance, Rubio, Hegseth, Blanche, Johnson et Thune l’informent qu’il n’est plus président.
Trump hurle, vocifère, frappe du poing sur son bureau à Mar-a-Lago et menace d’intenter une action en justice, mais il ne peut rien faire. Il est démis de ses fonctions.
J’ai écouté attentivement mes convives m’exposer tout cela en détail. « Vous pensez donc vraiment qu’il y a 30 % de chances que cela se produise ? » leur ai-je demandé.
« Ça pourrait être plus si la guerre continue », a répondu l’un d’eux, et les autres ont acquiescé. Un autre estimait que les chances étaient déjà plus élevées.
« Je ne sais pas si je dois me réjouir ou m’inquiéter », ai-je répondu.
Ils ont ri, mais j’étais sérieux.
————
- Pour rappel : l’article 4 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « dès lors que le vice-président et une majorité des […] principaux responsables des départements de l’exécutif […] transmettent au président pro tempore du Sénat et au président de la Chambre des représentants une déclaration écrite attestant que le président est incapable d’exercer les pouvoirs et les fonctions de sa charge, le vice-président assume immédiatement les pouvoirs et les fonctions de la charge en tant que président par intérim ». La section 2 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « chaque fois qu’il y a une vacance au poste de vice-président, le président nomme un vice-président qui entre en fonction après confirmation par un vote à la majorité des deux chambres du Congrès.
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Un chouette scénario dont Robert Reich @rbreich a fait le récit, sur la manière de virer Trump par un complot de Vance et Rubio bien mené, pour activer le 25ᵉ amendement avec méthode et précison. J’ai adoré ! Traduction.
Ce que j’ai appris au sujet d’un complot visant à destituer Trump en recourant au 25ᵉ amendement
ROBERT REICH
12 MAI 2026Les amis,
Récemment, j’ai dîné avec un groupe de stratèges politiques — des gens chevronnées qui conseillent depuis des années des politiciens et des candidats. Au cours du dîner, ils m’ont fait part de leur scénario, qu’ils estiment avoir 30 % de chances de se réaliser dans les quatre prochains mois.
Dans le scénario de mes convives, la guerre ratée de Trump fait grimper les prix de l’essence et des denrées alimentaires à un niveau si élevé et pendant si longtemps qu’une grande partie de la base républicaine va commencer à se retourner contre Trump. Et les problèmes mentaux de Trump vont devenir encore plus manifestes.
Face à tout cela, JD Vance promet à Marco Rubio qu’il le nommera vice-président si Rubio se joint à lui pour tenter de destituer Trump en vertu du 25ᵉ amendement.* Rubio accepte.
Vance et Rubio approchent alors le président de la Chambre des représentants, Mike Johnson, et le leader de la majorité au Sénat, John Thune, pour des discussions confidentielles au cours desquelles ils évoquent cette possibilité. Johnson et Thune accordent leur soutien tacite à Vance et Rubio.
Vance et Rubio convainquent ensuite Pete Hegseth de se joindre à eux, en lui promettant qu’il conservera son poste. Ils obtiennent l’adhésion de Todd Blanche en lui promettant qu’il sera nommé procureur général permanent.
Vance, Rubio, Hegseth et Blanche sont exactement ce dont Thune et Johnson ont besoin pour faire passer le 25ᵉ amendement.
Cet arrangement sert les intérêts de chacun. Pour Vance et Rubio, cela évite ce qui pourrait être une primaire chaotique en 2028, où les deux hommes s’affronteraient. En tant que président, Vance prend une longueur d’avance pour être élu président en 2028. En tant que vice-président, Rubio est l’héritier présomptif en 2032 (alors qu’il n’aura que 60 ans) ou en 2036.
En tant que président et vice-président, Vance et Rubio mettent fin aux droits de douane de Trump et à sa guerre, qui ont fait flamber les prix, bouleversé la base républicaine et monté une grande partie du monde contre l’Amérique.
Hegseth obtient la sécurité de l’emploi dont il a désespérément besoin. Blanche obtient la promotion qu’il convoite.
Les républicains de la Chambre et du Sénat se débarrassent de Trump, qui est devenu un boulet pour eux et dont ils craignent, s’il reste en fonction, qu’il leur fasse perdre le contrôle de la Chambre et du Sénat lors des élections de mi-mandat — et qu’il conduise à une déroute au Congrès en 2028.
Le plan est finalisé pendant que Trump est à Mar-a-Lago. Il est mis à exécution lors d’une visioconférence avec Trump — au cours de laquelle Vance, Rubio, Hegseth, Blanche, Johnson et Thune l’informent qu’il n’est plus président.
Trump hurle, vocifère, frappe du poing sur son bureau à Mar-a-Lago et menace d’intenter une action en justice, mais il ne peut rien faire. Il est démis de ses fonctions.
J’ai écouté attentivement mes convives m’exposer tout cela en détail. « Vous pensez donc vraiment qu’il y a 30 % de chances que cela se produise ? » leur ai-je demandé.
« Ça pourrait être plus si la guerre continue », a répondu l’un d’eux, et les autres ont acquiescé. Un autre estimait que les chances étaient déjà plus élevées.
« Je ne sais pas si je dois me réjouir ou m’inquiéter », ai-je répondu.
Ils ont ri, mais j’étais sérieux.
————
- Pour rappel : l’article 4 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « dès lors que le vice-président et une majorité des […] principaux responsables des départements de l’exécutif […] transmettent au président pro tempore du Sénat et au président de la Chambre des représentants une déclaration écrite attestant que le président est incapable d’exercer les pouvoirs et les fonctions de sa charge, le vice-président assume immédiatement les pouvoirs et les fonctions de la charge en tant que président par intérim ». La section 2 du 25ᵉ amendement stipule que « chaque fois qu’il y a une vacance au poste de vice-président, le président nomme un vice-président qui entre en fonction après confirmation par un vote à la majorité des deux chambres du Congrès.
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Phew! One hour time, a tankfull and a massive downpour later, managed to clear a section of the orchard...
The place was abandoned half a dozen years ago so the apple trees dropped apples in profusion and there's a lot of young trees...
Giant hogweed growing too, massive brambles heaps....
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Phew! One hour time, a tankfull and a massive downpour later, managed to clear a section of the orchard...
The place was abandoned half a dozen years ago so the apple trees dropped apples in profusion and there's a lot of young trees...
Giant hogweed growing too, massive brambles heaps....
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Phew! One hour time, a tankfull and a massive downpour later, managed to clear a section of the orchard...
The place was abandoned half a dozen years ago so the apple trees dropped apples in profusion and there's a lot of young trees...
Giant hogweed growing too, massive brambles heaps....
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Phew! One hour time, a tankfull and a massive downpour later, managed to clear a section of the orchard...
The place was abandoned half a dozen years ago so the apple trees dropped apples in profusion and there's a lot of young trees...
Giant hogweed growing too, massive brambles heaps....
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Phew! One hour time, a tankfull and a massive downpour later, managed to clear a section of the orchard...
The place was abandoned half a dozen years ago so the apple trees dropped apples in profusion and there's a lot of young trees...
Giant hogweed growing too, massive brambles heaps....
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When Vladimir Osechkin wants to take his children to school or go to the supermarket, he calls the…
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The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story
Author Regina Linke discusses the moral escalator and how making goodness the main action of a story can be very powerful for readers.
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The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story
Author Regina Linke discusses the moral escalator and how making goodness the main action of a story can be very powerful for readers.
The post The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story appeared first on Writer's Digest.
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The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story
Author Regina Linke discusses the moral escalator and how making goodness the main action of a story can be very powerful for readers.
The post The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story appeared first on Writer's Digest.
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The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story
Author Regina Linke discusses the moral escalator and how making goodness the main action of a story can be very powerful for readers.
The post The Moral Escalator: Making Goodness the Main Action of a Story appeared first on Writer's Digest.
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YAY!!!!
hedgehog and thrush caught on camera!! slugs and snails beware!
Gave away half a tray of little gem seedlings, no more room, went to new homes nearby.
Weeding session was performed, horsetails, deep roots, have to stick my fingers in the warm earth to go as deep as possible to remove them.
Sat a while under the willow having a smoke, fell asleep to the sound of a dozen birds and traffic background; closed eye, shadows moving due to wind on the tree.
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YAY!!!!
hedgehog and thrush caught on camera!! slugs and snails beware!
Gave away half a tray of little gem seedlings, no more room, went to new homes nearby.
Weeding session was performed, horsetails, deep roots, have to stick my fingers in the warm earth to go as deep as possible to remove them.
Sat a while under the willow having a smoke, fell asleep to the sound of a dozen birds and traffic background; closed eye, shadows moving due to wind on the tree.
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YAY!!!!
hedgehog and thrush caught on camera!! slugs and snails beware!
Gave away half a tray of little gem seedlings, no more room, went to new homes nearby.
Weeding session was performed, horsetails, deep roots, have to stick my fingers in the warm earth to go as deep as possible to remove them.
Sat a while under the willow having a smoke, fell asleep to the sound of a dozen birds and traffic background; closed eye, shadows moving due to wind on the tree.
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YAY!!!!
hedgehog and thrush caught on camera!! slugs and snails beware!
Gave away half a tray of little gem seedlings, no more room, went to new homes nearby.
Weeding session was performed, horsetails, deep roots, have to stick my fingers in the warm earth to go as deep as possible to remove them.
Sat a while under the willow having a smoke, fell asleep to the sound of a dozen birds and traffic background; closed eye, shadows moving due to wind on the tree.
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YAY!!!!
hedgehog and thrush caught on camera!! slugs and snails beware!
Gave away half a tray of little gem seedlings, no more room, went to new homes nearby.
Weeding session was performed, horsetails, deep roots, have to stick my fingers in the warm earth to go as deep as possible to remove them.
Sat a while under the willow having a smoke, fell asleep to the sound of a dozen birds and traffic background; closed eye, shadows moving due to wind on the tree.
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6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel
Acclaimed screenwriter, director, and producer (and now author) Gregory Poirier shares six screenwriting tips to improve your novel.
The post 6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel appeared first on Writer's Digest.
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6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel
Acclaimed screenwriter, director, and producer (and now author) Gregory Poirier shares six screenwriting tips to improve your novel.
The post 6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel appeared first on Writer's Digest.
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6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel
Acclaimed screenwriter, director, and producer (and now author) Gregory Poirier shares six screenwriting tips to improve your novel.
The post 6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel appeared first on Writer's Digest.
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6 Screenwriting Tips to Improve Your Novel
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Conflict drives the story, stakes raise the tension, and resolution brings it home. Master the three elements that make every plot work.
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Remember: There is a difference between #story and #plot. A story is the larger narrative of the work, including major beats, themes, motivations, pathos, etc. Plot, by comparison, is an ordered list of events that take place. The story is more the why, the plot is more the how. A #movie can have no story, but it cannot have no plot. A slideshow, for example, has a plot, but no story. You can *plot* the events, "this image shows first, then this image comes next, then that image comes last."
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Remember: There is a difference between #story and #plot. A story is the larger narrative of the work, including major beats, themes, motivations, pathos, etc. Plot, by comparison, is an ordered list of events that take place. The story is more the why, the plot is more the how. A #movie can have no story, but it cannot have no plot. A slideshow, for example, has a plot, but no story. You can *plot* the events, "this image shows first, then this image comes next, then that image comes last."
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Remember: There is a difference between #story and #plot. A story is the larger narrative of the work, including major beats, themes, motivations, pathos, etc. Plot, by comparison, is an ordered list of events that take place. The story is more the why, the plot is more the how. A #movie can have no story, but it cannot have no plot. A slideshow, for example, has a plot, but no story. You can *plot* the events, "this image shows first, then this image comes next, then that image comes last."
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Remember: There is a difference between #story and #plot. A story is the larger narrative of the work, including major beats, themes, motivations, pathos, etc. Plot, by comparison, is an ordered list of events that take place. The story is more the why, the plot is more the how. A #movie can have no story, but it cannot have no plot. A slideshow, for example, has a plot, but no story. You can *plot* the events, "this image shows first, then this image comes next, then that image comes last."
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Remember: There is a difference between #story and #plot. A story is the larger narrative of the work, including major beats, themes, motivations, pathos, etc. Plot, by comparison, is an ordered list of events that take place. The story is more the why, the plot is more the how. A #movie can have no story, but it cannot have no plot. A slideshow, for example, has a plot, but no story. You can *plot* the events, "this image shows first, then this image comes next, then that image comes last."
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Tues. April 21, 2026: Tired Brain
image courtesy of Milena M from PixabayTuesday, April 21, 2026
Waxing Moon
Sunny and cold
You can read the Community Tarot Reading for the Week here.
Thursday, Bluesky had issues. Friday, Instagram wouldn’t let me post. Thank goodness I am old enough to have skills honed before social media. So it was basically frustrating, but nothing more. I could comment on posts on Instagram, I just couldn’t post anything from the computer (I can from my phone). With no explanation. It seemed to work again, somewhat, over the weekend, off and on.
By the time I’d posted the blog, it was bucketing down rain, so I postponed errands. I dealt with some admin work. There was a break in the weather, so I put on shoes, grabbed my bag, and trotted down to the post office. They’re putting in a new sidewalk in front of the post office, so I had to go around to the side door. But they’re doing a much better job than the Sidewalk Chewing Demons have been doing (the company working in front of the post office is a different one).
Got things mailed, headed to another nearby store to pick up some more notebooks for the workshop (I supply small notebooks that the participants can then take with them), swung by the liquor store, and headed home. Made it before the rain began again.
Worked on the handout. Changed things a half a dozen times, to find the right variety of exercises. Pulled some more books I want to take, for the participants to look at.
Did a nice chunk of work on the ghostwriting, getting to where I had hoped to be by end of day Thursday. So I was still behind, but not too far behind.
Cooked dinner, hung out on the front porch for a bit. Some of the seeds are coming up. The white bush (I don’t know what it is) out back exploded into bloom these past days. It usually lasts for a couple of weeks, before fading back to green.
Slept reasonably well, in spite of weird dreams and Charlotte fussing. I woke up at 4:30, refused to get up, dozed off, and got up around 6, which is fine. Fed everyone, the morning routine went well. It was so gorgeously quiet I didn’t want to break it by turning on the vacuum. I wanted to sit and enjoy the morning.
Did a whole lot of other housework before I used the vacuum, including throwing out a lot of instruction manuals for things we no longer have, and tidying up the rolltop desk in the sewing room, which turned into a catch-all. Now, it’s an actual functioning desk again. Did a medium-sized vacuum (a little over 90 minutes). I still need to do a deep clean in a few places. Did some planting.
In the afternoon, I headed down to the gallery to support my friend’s event. There were some other gallery members just hanging out, which was fun. It’s hard to really spend time with each other at openings, because they are so busy. I’m glad they’re busy, it’s great so many people are excited about our work, but I’m better one-on-one than in large groups.
On the way home, I picked up some peel and stick wallpaper that I plan to use on the back door. I can’t stand the raw press-wood door. It looks temporary, and I want something that looks like part of the house. Did a mockup (without peeling and sticking) and realized I’d gotten the math wrong, and needed more sheets.
Got some other work done, cooked dinner, got some planting done. One could feel the temperature dropping.
Did some re-reading of some material I needed for a project.
Slept reasonably well, up at the normal time on Sunday, morning routine. I polished and printed the handouts for the workshop, and did the Community Tarot Reading for the Week, which you can read here. The weather was horrible, and I figured I’d have a low-to-no turnout. I certainly wouldn’t want to come out in the weather if I didn’t have to!
Packed up the remaining bits and bobs for the workshop. Stopped to pick up some more peel and stick wallpaper, headed for the gallery. I was there way too early, but got set up and chatted with the member assigned to sit that day. The weather was awful. We waited a reasonable amount of time, and then called it. I packed back up, and got in the car – and one of the windshield wiper blades snapped off. I should be able to snap it right back on, but it wouldn’t snap, so I had to drive without it.
Stopped at Big Y for coffee filters, tulips, and cilantro. Got home safely, hauled everything upstairs, put it away. I will have to either get the wiper snapped back in or get new wipers this week. Heard from some people apologizing for not coming to the workshop. Reassured them it was fine, I wouldn’t want to be out in the weather, either. It moved between rain, sleet, snow, back to rain, and so forth, with the temperatures dropping.
Set up some tables for the plants inside, and pulled the tender seedlings from the porch. They should be able to go back out by tomorrow, but I didn’t want to risk them in 20F degree temperatures.
Fixed myself a sidecar and read for a bit.
Made fish tacos for dinner, and they turned out well. Definitely much better than the last time I tried them.
Had a relaxing evening, trying to store up energy for the coming week. Slept reasonably well, and woke up to frost on Monday morning. Morning routine was fine, although the free write was more of a brain dump than anything creative. I have some decisions to make this week, so I’m spinning out possibilities.
Technically, in our state, yesterday was a holiday, so a bunch of stuff was closed. I hoped that meant I could have a quiet workday at home.
There were shootings all over the country over the weekend, the worst being the man in Louisiana who shot most of his family, including his kids, across multiple locations. This is escalating because these men are never held accountable, and it has to start from the top. There have to be consequences for the Epstein abusers, and then it has to spread to everyone. This regime, through policy, legislation, and coverup, including overturning Roe vs. Wade, has legalized violence against women. That has to change.
Did the rounds posting the intent for the week and the tarot reading, then checked the blogs I read daily. Went through a whole lot of email and dealt with it. Washed the inside of the back door to prep it for papering.
Got a little over 1200 words done on BETTING MAN, which was okay, but not as much as I hoped.
I ate an early lunch because the playwrights’ group met online from noon to 2, and I wanted to be ready for that. Did the marketing rounds for the day.
During the writing session, I completed the admin work for the reading in June (the contract and other materials had just come through, so I read through everything and turned it around). I also worked on the pitch for the upcoming deadline. I read through several of my scripts, trying to figure out which sample was best suited as attachment. I was very glad I had the notebook from the free write sessions handy, because I’d made a bunch of notes for the project in there. I’ll give it another look today, and get it out the door.
Took a quick break, and then went back to the ghostwriting.
Had a really good session, over 3K, although I’m still not where I wanted to be by today. I’m still a day behind. I hope I can catch up today and tomorrow, or I will end up working one of the weekend days. I looked up at one point, and large snowflakes were flying around. Sigh.
My brain hurt by the time I shut down for the day. Heated up some leftovers. Read a bit for pleasure at night. I’m savoring my friend’s book instead of rushing through it.
Woke up at 3 AM because of pain in my hip. Tried to get that settled down, and then some dingus started using a leaf blower at 3:30. I’m sorry, there is NO reason to use a leaf blower at 3:30 AM. It wasn’t in the immediate area, but sound carries here, especially between the mountains. I wasn’t about to get dressed and hunt it down, but I was annoyed. I started drifting off again just before 5, and Tessa started insisted on breakfast.
Today will be a long day.
I wanted to go to the mechanic about the windshield wiper, but I have to do it as they’re opening. There’s frost this morning, and, even if I scrape it down off the windshield, I can’t really drive without being able to wipe it off with the wipers (and a paper towel doesn’t work, I tried). So I will wait until it’s warmer, tomorrow, and give it ago.
I have to get in touch with maintenance today, too. The toilet’s running again. I don’t want to waste water. I’m not a data center.
In this morning’s free write, I came to a decision that changes a lot in BETTING MAN. I had to make the decision today, because it affects what I’m about to write as well as the rest of the book, and this change also has an effect on one of the series arcs.
Now, I have to see if I can pull it off.
Late yesterday, an opportunity landed on my desk. A place to which I’d applied for a grant and didn’t get it has an opportunity for people just in this area and got in contact with me, but I have to get the materials out the door today. I’m not sure I can do it. I’m not sure I can afford not to at least try. I have the materials. It would be a case of the cover letter, which shouldn’t be too hard.
After breakfast, I need to get the garbage out, and then put together the crockpot meal. And then, get started on the workday.
Yoga was cancelled due to a sewage pipe break at the studio. I was looking forward to getting back to class, but I guess I’ll wait until next week.
Have a good one!
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Tues. April 21, 2026: Tired Brain
image courtesy of Milena M from PixabayTuesday, April 21, 2026
Waxing Moon
Sunny and cold
You can read the Community Tarot Reading for the Week here.
Thursday, Bluesky had issues. Friday, Instagram wouldn’t let me post. Thank goodness I am old enough to have skills honed before social media. So it was basically frustrating, but nothing more. I could comment on posts on Instagram, I just couldn’t post anything from the computer (I can from my phone). With no explanation. It seemed to work again, somewhat, over the weekend, off and on.
By the time I’d posted the blog, it was bucketing down rain, so I postponed errands. I dealt with some admin work. There was a break in the weather, so I put on shoes, grabbed my bag, and trotted down to the post office. They’re putting in a new sidewalk in front of the post office, so I had to go around to the side door. But they’re doing a much better job than the Sidewalk Chewing Demons have been doing (the company working in front of the post office is a different one).
Got things mailed, headed to another nearby store to pick up some more notebooks for the workshop (I supply small notebooks that the participants can then take with them), swung by the liquor store, and headed home. Made it before the rain began again.
Worked on the handout. Changed things a half a dozen times, to find the right variety of exercises. Pulled some more books I want to take, for the participants to look at.
Did a nice chunk of work on the ghostwriting, getting to where I had hoped to be by end of day Thursday. So I was still behind, but not too far behind.
Cooked dinner, hung out on the front porch for a bit. Some of the seeds are coming up. The white bush (I don’t know what it is) out back exploded into bloom these past days. It usually lasts for a couple of weeks, before fading back to green.
Slept reasonably well, in spite of weird dreams and Charlotte fussing. I woke up at 4:30, refused to get up, dozed off, and got up around 6, which is fine. Fed everyone, the morning routine went well. It was so gorgeously quiet I didn’t want to break it by turning on the vacuum. I wanted to sit and enjoy the morning.
Did a whole lot of other housework before I used the vacuum, including throwing out a lot of instruction manuals for things we no longer have, and tidying up the rolltop desk in the sewing room, which turned into a catch-all. Now, it’s an actual functioning desk again. Did a medium-sized vacuum (a little over 90 minutes). I still need to do a deep clean in a few places. Did some planting.
In the afternoon, I headed down to the gallery to support my friend’s event. There were some other gallery members just hanging out, which was fun. It’s hard to really spend time with each other at openings, because they are so busy. I’m glad they’re busy, it’s great so many people are excited about our work, but I’m better one-on-one than in large groups.
On the way home, I picked up some peel and stick wallpaper that I plan to use on the back door. I can’t stand the raw press-wood door. It looks temporary, and I want something that looks like part of the house. Did a mockup (without peeling and sticking) and realized I’d gotten the math wrong, and needed more sheets.
Got some other work done, cooked dinner, got some planting done. One could feel the temperature dropping.
Did some re-reading of some material I needed for a project.
Slept reasonably well, up at the normal time on Sunday, morning routine. I polished and printed the handouts for the workshop, and did the Community Tarot Reading for the Week, which you can read here. The weather was horrible, and I figured I’d have a low-to-no turnout. I certainly wouldn’t want to come out in the weather if I didn’t have to!
Packed up the remaining bits and bobs for the workshop. Stopped to pick up some more peel and stick wallpaper, headed for the gallery. I was there way too early, but got set up and chatted with the member assigned to sit that day. The weather was awful. We waited a reasonable amount of time, and then called it. I packed back up, and got in the car – and one of the windshield wiper blades snapped off. I should be able to snap it right back on, but it wouldn’t snap, so I had to drive without it.
Stopped at Big Y for coffee filters, tulips, and cilantro. Got home safely, hauled everything upstairs, put it away. I will have to either get the wiper snapped back in or get new wipers this week. Heard from some people apologizing for not coming to the workshop. Reassured them it was fine, I wouldn’t want to be out in the weather, either. It moved between rain, sleet, snow, back to rain, and so forth, with the temperatures dropping.
Set up some tables for the plants inside, and pulled the tender seedlings from the porch. They should be able to go back out by tomorrow, but I didn’t want to risk them in 20F degree temperatures.
Fixed myself a sidecar and read for a bit.
Made fish tacos for dinner, and they turned out well. Definitely much better than the last time I tried them.
Had a relaxing evening, trying to store up energy for the coming week. Slept reasonably well, and woke up to frost on Monday morning. Morning routine was fine, although the free write was more of a brain dump than anything creative. I have some decisions to make this week, so I’m spinning out possibilities.
Technically, in our state, yesterday was a holiday, so a bunch of stuff was closed. I hoped that meant I could have a quiet workday at home.
There were shootings all over the country over the weekend, the worst being the man in Louisiana who shot most of his family, including his kids, across multiple locations. This is escalating because these men are never held accountable, and it has to start from the top. There have to be consequences for the Epstein abusers, and then it has to spread to everyone. This regime, through policy, legislation, and coverup, including overturning Roe vs. Wade, has legalized violence against women. That has to change.
Did the rounds posting the intent for the week and the tarot reading, then checked the blogs I read daily. Went through a whole lot of email and dealt with it. Washed the inside of the back door to prep it for papering.
Got a little over 1200 words done on BETTING MAN, which was okay, but not as much as I hoped.
I ate an early lunch because the playwrights’ group met online from noon to 2, and I wanted to be ready for that. Did the marketing rounds for the day.
During the writing session, I completed the admin work for the reading in June (the contract and other materials had just come through, so I read through everything and turned it around). I also worked on the pitch for the upcoming deadline. I read through several of my scripts, trying to figure out which sample was best suited as attachment. I was very glad I had the notebook from the free write sessions handy, because I’d made a bunch of notes for the project in there. I’ll give it another look today, and get it out the door.
Took a quick break, and then went back to the ghostwriting.
Had a really good session, over 3K, although I’m still not where I wanted to be by today. I’m still a day behind. I hope I can catch up today and tomorrow, or I will end up working one of the weekend days. I looked up at one point, and large snowflakes were flying around. Sigh.
My brain hurt by the time I shut down for the day. Heated up some leftovers. Read a bit for pleasure at night. I’m savoring my friend’s book instead of rushing through it.
Woke up at 3 AM because of pain in my hip. Tried to get that settled down, and then some dingus started using a leaf blower at 3:30. I’m sorry, there is NO reason to use a leaf blower at 3:30 AM. It wasn’t in the immediate area, but sound carries here, especially between the mountains. I wasn’t about to get dressed and hunt it down, but I was annoyed. I started drifting off again just before 5, and Tessa started insisted on breakfast.
Today will be a long day.
I wanted to go to the mechanic about the windshield wiper, but I have to do it as they’re opening. There’s frost this morning, and, even if I scrape it down off the windshield, I can’t really drive without being able to wipe it off with the wipers (and a paper towel doesn’t work, I tried). So I will wait until it’s warmer, tomorrow, and give it ago.
I have to get in touch with maintenance today, too. The toilet’s running again. I don’t want to waste water. I’m not a data center.
In this morning’s free write, I came to a decision that changes a lot in BETTING MAN. I had to make the decision today, because it affects what I’m about to write as well as the rest of the book, and this change also has an effect on one of the series arcs.
Now, I have to see if I can pull it off.
Late yesterday, an opportunity landed on my desk. A place to which I’d applied for a grant and didn’t get it has an opportunity for people just in this area and got in contact with me, but I have to get the materials out the door today. I’m not sure I can do it. I’m not sure I can afford not to at least try. I have the materials. It would be a case of the cover letter, which shouldn’t be too hard.
After breakfast, I need to get the garbage out, and then put together the crockpot meal. And then, get started on the workday.
Yoga was cancelled due to a sewage pipe break at the studio. I was looking forward to getting back to class, but I guess I’ll wait until next week.
Have a good one!
#art #books #freelance #plot #reading #tarot #teaching #weather #writing -
Tues. April 21, 2026: Tired Brain
image courtesy of Milena M from PixabayTuesday, April 21, 2026
Waxing Moon
Sunny and cold
You can read the Community Tarot Reading for the Week here.
Thursday, Bluesky had issues. Friday, Instagram wouldn’t let me post. Thank goodness I am old enough to have skills honed before social media. So it was basically frustrating, but nothing more. I could comment on posts on Instagram, I just couldn’t post anything from the computer (I can from my phone). With no explanation. It seemed to work again, somewhat, over the weekend, off and on.
By the time I’d posted the blog, it was bucketing down rain, so I postponed errands. I dealt with some admin work. There was a break in the weather, so I put on shoes, grabbed my bag, and trotted down to the post office. They’re putting in a new sidewalk in front of the post office, so I had to go around to the side door. But they’re doing a much better job than the Sidewalk Chewing Demons have been doing (the company working in front of the post office is a different one).
Got things mailed, headed to another nearby store to pick up some more notebooks for the workshop (I supply small notebooks that the participants can then take with them), swung by the liquor store, and headed home. Made it before the rain began again.
Worked on the handout. Changed things a half a dozen times, to find the right variety of exercises. Pulled some more books I want to take, for the participants to look at.
Did a nice chunk of work on the ghostwriting, getting to where I had hoped to be by end of day Thursday. So I was still behind, but not too far behind.
Cooked dinner, hung out on the front porch for a bit. Some of the seeds are coming up. The white bush (I don’t know what it is) out back exploded into bloom these past days. It usually lasts for a couple of weeks, before fading back to green.
Slept reasonably well, in spite of weird dreams and Charlotte fussing. I woke up at 4:30, refused to get up, dozed off, and got up around 6, which is fine. Fed everyone, the morning routine went well. It was so gorgeously quiet I didn’t want to break it by turning on the vacuum. I wanted to sit and enjoy the morning.
Did a whole lot of other housework before I used the vacuum, including throwing out a lot of instruction manuals for things we no longer have, and tidying up the rolltop desk in the sewing room, which turned into a catch-all. Now, it’s an actual functioning desk again. Did a medium-sized vacuum (a little over 90 minutes). I still need to do a deep clean in a few places. Did some planting.
In the afternoon, I headed down to the gallery to support my friend’s event. There were some other gallery members just hanging out, which was fun. It’s hard to really spend time with each other at openings, because they are so busy. I’m glad they’re busy, it’s great so many people are excited about our work, but I’m better one-on-one than in large groups.
On the way home, I picked up some peel and stick wallpaper that I plan to use on the back door. I can’t stand the raw press-wood door. It looks temporary, and I want something that looks like part of the house. Did a mockup (without peeling and sticking) and realized I’d gotten the math wrong, and needed more sheets.
Got some other work done, cooked dinner, got some planting done. One could feel the temperature dropping.
Did some re-reading of some material I needed for a project.
Slept reasonably well, up at the normal time on Sunday, morning routine. I polished and printed the handouts for the workshop, and did the Community Tarot Reading for the Week, which you can read here. The weather was horrible, and I figured I’d have a low-to-no turnout. I certainly wouldn’t want to come out in the weather if I didn’t have to!
Packed up the remaining bits and bobs for the workshop. Stopped to pick up some more peel and stick wallpaper, headed for the gallery. I was there way too early, but got set up and chatted with the member assigned to sit that day. The weather was awful. We waited a reasonable amount of time, and then called it. I packed back up, and got in the car – and one of the windshield wiper blades snapped off. I should be able to snap it right back on, but it wouldn’t snap, so I had to drive without it.
Stopped at Big Y for coffee filters, tulips, and cilantro. Got home safely, hauled everything upstairs, put it away. I will have to either get the wiper snapped back in or get new wipers this week. Heard from some people apologizing for not coming to the workshop. Reassured them it was fine, I wouldn’t want to be out in the weather, either. It moved between rain, sleet, snow, back to rain, and so forth, with the temperatures dropping.
Set up some tables for the plants inside, and pulled the tender seedlings from the porch. They should be able to go back out by tomorrow, but I didn’t want to risk them in 20F degree temperatures.
Fixed myself a sidecar and read for a bit.
Made fish tacos for dinner, and they turned out well. Definitely much better than the last time I tried them.
Had a relaxing evening, trying to store up energy for the coming week. Slept reasonably well, and woke up to frost on Monday morning. Morning routine was fine, although the free write was more of a brain dump than anything creative. I have some decisions to make this week, so I’m spinning out possibilities.
Technically, in our state, yesterday was a holiday, so a bunch of stuff was closed. I hoped that meant I could have a quiet workday at home.
There were shootings all over the country over the weekend, the worst being the man in Louisiana who shot most of his family, including his kids, across multiple locations. This is escalating because these men are never held accountable, and it has to start from the top. There have to be consequences for the Epstein abusers, and then it has to spread to everyone. This regime, through policy, legislation, and coverup, including overturning Roe vs. Wade, has legalized violence against women. That has to change.
Did the rounds posting the intent for the week and the tarot reading, then checked the blogs I read daily. Went through a whole lot of email and dealt with it. Washed the inside of the back door to prep it for papering.
Got a little over 1200 words done on BETTING MAN, which was okay, but not as much as I hoped.
I ate an early lunch because the playwrights’ group met online from noon to 2, and I wanted to be ready for that. Did the marketing rounds for the day.
During the writing session, I completed the admin work for the reading in June (the contract and other materials had just come through, so I read through everything and turned it around). I also worked on the pitch for the upcoming deadline. I read through several of my scripts, trying to figure out which sample was best suited as attachment. I was very glad I had the notebook from the free write sessions handy, because I’d made a bunch of notes for the project in there. I’ll give it another look today, and get it out the door.
Took a quick break, and then went back to the ghostwriting.
Had a really good session, over 3K, although I’m still not where I wanted to be by today. I’m still a day behind. I hope I can catch up today and tomorrow, or I will end up working one of the weekend days. I looked up at one point, and large snowflakes were flying around. Sigh.
My brain hurt by the time I shut down for the day. Heated up some leftovers. Read a bit for pleasure at night. I’m savoring my friend’s book instead of rushing through it.
Woke up at 3 AM because of pain in my hip. Tried to get that settled down, and then some dingus started using a leaf blower at 3:30. I’m sorry, there is NO reason to use a leaf blower at 3:30 AM. It wasn’t in the immediate area, but sound carries here, especially between the mountains. I wasn’t about to get dressed and hunt it down, but I was annoyed. I started drifting off again just before 5, and Tessa started insisted on breakfast.
Today will be a long day.
I wanted to go to the mechanic about the windshield wiper, but I have to do it as they’re opening. There’s frost this morning, and, even if I scrape it down off the windshield, I can’t really drive without being able to wipe it off with the wipers (and a paper towel doesn’t work, I tried). So I will wait until it’s warmer, tomorrow, and give it ago.
I have to get in touch with maintenance today, too. The toilet’s running again. I don’t want to waste water. I’m not a data center.
In this morning’s free write, I came to a decision that changes a lot in BETTING MAN. I had to make the decision today, because it affects what I’m about to write as well as the rest of the book, and this change also has an effect on one of the series arcs.
Now, I have to see if I can pull it off.
Late yesterday, an opportunity landed on my desk. A place to which I’d applied for a grant and didn’t get it has an opportunity for people just in this area and got in contact with me, but I have to get the materials out the door today. I’m not sure I can do it. I’m not sure I can afford not to at least try. I have the materials. It would be a case of the cover letter, which shouldn’t be too hard.
After breakfast, I need to get the garbage out, and then put together the crockpot meal. And then, get started on the workday.
Yoga was cancelled due to a sewage pipe break at the studio. I was looking forward to getting back to class, but I guess I’ll wait until next week.
Have a good one!
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Tues. April 21, 2026: Tired Brain
image courtesy of Milena M from PixabayTuesday, April 21, 2026
Waxing Moon
Sunny and cold
You can read the Community Tarot Reading for the Week here.
Thursday, Bluesky had issues. Friday, Instagram wouldn’t let me post. Thank goodness I am old enough to have skills honed before social media. So it was basically frustrating, but nothing more. I could comment on posts on Instagram, I just couldn’t post anything from the computer (I can from my phone). With no explanation. It seemed to work again, somewhat, over the weekend, off and on.
By the time I’d posted the blog, it was bucketing down rain, so I postponed errands. I dealt with some admin work. There was a break in the weather, so I put on shoes, grabbed my bag, and trotted down to the post office. They’re putting in a new sidewalk in front of the post office, so I had to go around to the side door. But they’re doing a much better job than the Sidewalk Chewing Demons have been doing (the company working in front of the post office is a different one).
Got things mailed, headed to another nearby store to pick up some more notebooks for the workshop (I supply small notebooks that the participants can then take with them), swung by the liquor store, and headed home. Made it before the rain began again.
Worked on the handout. Changed things a half a dozen times, to find the right variety of exercises. Pulled some more books I want to take, for the participants to look at.
Did a nice chunk of work on the ghostwriting, getting to where I had hoped to be by end of day Thursday. So I was still behind, but not too far behind.
Cooked dinner, hung out on the front porch for a bit. Some of the seeds are coming up. The white bush (I don’t know what it is) out back exploded into bloom these past days. It usually lasts for a couple of weeks, before fading back to green.
Slept reasonably well, in spite of weird dreams and Charlotte fussing. I woke up at 4:30, refused to get up, dozed off, and got up around 6, which is fine. Fed everyone, the morning routine went well. It was so gorgeously quiet I didn’t want to break it by turning on the vacuum. I wanted to sit and enjoy the morning.
Did a whole lot of other housework before I used the vacuum, including throwing out a lot of instruction manuals for things we no longer have, and tidying up the rolltop desk in the sewing room, which turned into a catch-all. Now, it’s an actual functioning desk again. Did a medium-sized vacuum (a little over 90 minutes). I still need to do a deep clean in a few places. Did some planting.
In the afternoon, I headed down to the gallery to support my friend’s event. There were some other gallery members just hanging out, which was fun. It’s hard to really spend time with each other at openings, because they are so busy. I’m glad they’re busy, it’s great so many people are excited about our work, but I’m better one-on-one than in large groups.
On the way home, I picked up some peel and stick wallpaper that I plan to use on the back door. I can’t stand the raw press-wood door. It looks temporary, and I want something that looks like part of the house. Did a mockup (without peeling and sticking) and realized I’d gotten the math wrong, and needed more sheets.
Got some other work done, cooked dinner, got some planting done. One could feel the temperature dropping.
Did some re-reading of some material I needed for a project.
Slept reasonably well, up at the normal time on Sunday, morning routine. I polished and printed the handouts for the workshop, and did the Community Tarot Reading for the Week, which you can read here. The weather was horrible, and I figured I’d have a low-to-no turnout. I certainly wouldn’t want to come out in the weather if I didn’t have to!
Packed up the remaining bits and bobs for the workshop. Stopped to pick up some more peel and stick wallpaper, headed for the gallery. I was there way too early, but got set up and chatted with the member assigned to sit that day. The weather was awful. We waited a reasonable amount of time, and then called it. I packed back up, and got in the car – and one of the windshield wiper blades snapped off. I should be able to snap it right back on, but it wouldn’t snap, so I had to drive without it.
Stopped at Big Y for coffee filters, tulips, and cilantro. Got home safely, hauled everything upstairs, put it away. I will have to either get the wiper snapped back in or get new wipers this week. Heard from some people apologizing for not coming to the workshop. Reassured them it was fine, I wouldn’t want to be out in the weather, either. It moved between rain, sleet, snow, back to rain, and so forth, with the temperatures dropping.
Set up some tables for the plants inside, and pulled the tender seedlings from the porch. They should be able to go back out by tomorrow, but I didn’t want to risk them in 20F degree temperatures.
Fixed myself a sidecar and read for a bit.
Made fish tacos for dinner, and they turned out well. Definitely much better than the last time I tried them.
Had a relaxing evening, trying to store up energy for the coming week. Slept reasonably well, and woke up to frost on Monday morning. Morning routine was fine, although the free write was more of a brain dump than anything creative. I have some decisions to make this week, so I’m spinning out possibilities.
Technically, in our state, yesterday was a holiday, so a bunch of stuff was closed. I hoped that meant I could have a quiet workday at home.
There were shootings all over the country over the weekend, the worst being the man in Louisiana who shot most of his family, including his kids, across multiple locations. This is escalating because these men are never held accountable, and it has to start from the top. There have to be consequences for the Epstein abusers, and then it has to spread to everyone. This regime, through policy, legislation, and coverup, including overturning Roe vs. Wade, has legalized violence against women. That has to change.
Did the rounds posting the intent for the week and the tarot reading, then checked the blogs I read daily. Went through a whole lot of email and dealt with it. Washed the inside of the back door to prep it for papering.
Got a little over 1200 words done on BETTING MAN, which was okay, but not as much as I hoped.
I ate an early lunch because the playwrights’ group met online from noon to 2, and I wanted to be ready for that. Did the marketing rounds for the day.
During the writing session, I completed the admin work for the reading in June (the contract and other materials had just come through, so I read through everything and turned it around). I also worked on the pitch for the upcoming deadline. I read through several of my scripts, trying to figure out which sample was best suited as attachment. I was very glad I had the notebook from the free write sessions handy, because I’d made a bunch of notes for the project in there. I’ll give it another look today, and get it out the door.
Took a quick break, and then went back to the ghostwriting.
Had a really good session, over 3K, although I’m still not where I wanted to be by today. I’m still a day behind. I hope I can catch up today and tomorrow, or I will end up working one of the weekend days. I looked up at one point, and large snowflakes were flying around. Sigh.
My brain hurt by the time I shut down for the day. Heated up some leftovers. Read a bit for pleasure at night. I’m savoring my friend’s book instead of rushing through it.
Woke up at 3 AM because of pain in my hip. Tried to get that settled down, and then some dingus started using a leaf blower at 3:30. I’m sorry, there is NO reason to use a leaf blower at 3:30 AM. It wasn’t in the immediate area, but sound carries here, especially between the mountains. I wasn’t about to get dressed and hunt it down, but I was annoyed. I started drifting off again just before 5, and Tessa started insisted on breakfast.
Today will be a long day.
I wanted to go to the mechanic about the windshield wiper, but I have to do it as they’re opening. There’s frost this morning, and, even if I scrape it down off the windshield, I can’t really drive without being able to wipe it off with the wipers (and a paper towel doesn’t work, I tried). So I will wait until it’s warmer, tomorrow, and give it ago.
I have to get in touch with maintenance today, too. The toilet’s running again. I don’t want to waste water. I’m not a data center.
In this morning’s free write, I came to a decision that changes a lot in BETTING MAN. I had to make the decision today, because it affects what I’m about to write as well as the rest of the book, and this change also has an effect on one of the series arcs.
Now, I have to see if I can pull it off.
Late yesterday, an opportunity landed on my desk. A place to which I’d applied for a grant and didn’t get it has an opportunity for people just in this area and got in contact with me, but I have to get the materials out the door today. I’m not sure I can do it. I’m not sure I can afford not to at least try. I have the materials. It would be a case of the cover letter, which shouldn’t be too hard.
After breakfast, I need to get the garbage out, and then put together the crockpot meal. And then, get started on the workday.
Yoga was cancelled due to a sewage pipe break at the studio. I was looking forward to getting back to class, but I guess I’ll wait until next week.
Have a good one!
#art #books #freelance #plot #reading #tarot #teaching #weather #writing -
Tues. April 21, 2026: Tired Brain
image courtesy of Milena M from PixabayTuesday, April 21, 2026
Waxing Moon
Sunny and cold
You can read the Community Tarot Reading for the Week here.
Thursday, Bluesky had issues. Friday, Instagram wouldn’t let me post. Thank goodness I am old enough to have skills honed before social media. So it was basically frustrating, but nothing more. I could comment on posts on Instagram, I just couldn’t post anything from the computer (I can from my phone). With no explanation. It seemed to work again, somewhat, over the weekend, off and on.
By the time I’d posted the blog, it was bucketing down rain, so I postponed errands. I dealt with some admin work. There was a break in the weather, so I put on shoes, grabbed my bag, and trotted down to the post office. They’re putting in a new sidewalk in front of the post office, so I had to go around to the side door. But they’re doing a much better job than the Sidewalk Chewing Demons have been doing (the company working in front of the post office is a different one).
Got things mailed, headed to another nearby store to pick up some more notebooks for the workshop (I supply small notebooks that the participants can then take with them), swung by the liquor store, and headed home. Made it before the rain began again.
Worked on the handout. Changed things a half a dozen times, to find the right variety of exercises. Pulled some more books I want to take, for the participants to look at.
Did a nice chunk of work on the ghostwriting, getting to where I had hoped to be by end of day Thursday. So I was still behind, but not too far behind.
Cooked dinner, hung out on the front porch for a bit. Some of the seeds are coming up. The white bush (I don’t know what it is) out back exploded into bloom these past days. It usually lasts for a couple of weeks, before fading back to green.
Slept reasonably well, in spite of weird dreams and Charlotte fussing. I woke up at 4:30, refused to get up, dozed off, and got up around 6, which is fine. Fed everyone, the morning routine went well. It was so gorgeously quiet I didn’t want to break it by turning on the vacuum. I wanted to sit and enjoy the morning.
Did a whole lot of other housework before I used the vacuum, including throwing out a lot of instruction manuals for things we no longer have, and tidying up the rolltop desk in the sewing room, which turned into a catch-all. Now, it’s an actual functioning desk again. Did a medium-sized vacuum (a little over 90 minutes). I still need to do a deep clean in a few places. Did some planting.
In the afternoon, I headed down to the gallery to support my friend’s event. There were some other gallery members just hanging out, which was fun. It’s hard to really spend time with each other at openings, because they are so busy. I’m glad they’re busy, it’s great so many people are excited about our work, but I’m better one-on-one than in large groups.
On the way home, I picked up some peel and stick wallpaper that I plan to use on the back door. I can’t stand the raw press-wood door. It looks temporary, and I want something that looks like part of the house. Did a mockup (without peeling and sticking) and realized I’d gotten the math wrong, and needed more sheets.
Got some other work done, cooked dinner, got some planting done. One could feel the temperature dropping.
Did some re-reading of some material I needed for a project.
Slept reasonably well, up at the normal time on Sunday, morning routine. I polished and printed the handouts for the workshop, and did the Community Tarot Reading for the Week, which you can read here. The weather was horrible, and I figured I’d have a low-to-no turnout. I certainly wouldn’t want to come out in the weather if I didn’t have to!
Packed up the remaining bits and bobs for the workshop. Stopped to pick up some more peel and stick wallpaper, headed for the gallery. I was there way too early, but got set up and chatted with the member assigned to sit that day. The weather was awful. We waited a reasonable amount of time, and then called it. I packed back up, and got in the car – and one of the windshield wiper blades snapped off. I should be able to snap it right back on, but it wouldn’t snap, so I had to drive without it.
Stopped at Big Y for coffee filters, tulips, and cilantro. Got home safely, hauled everything upstairs, put it away. I will have to either get the wiper snapped back in or get new wipers this week. Heard from some people apologizing for not coming to the workshop. Reassured them it was fine, I wouldn’t want to be out in the weather, either. It moved between rain, sleet, snow, back to rain, and so forth, with the temperatures dropping.
Set up some tables for the plants inside, and pulled the tender seedlings from the porch. They should be able to go back out by tomorrow, but I didn’t want to risk them in 20F degree temperatures.
Fixed myself a sidecar and read for a bit.
Made fish tacos for dinner, and they turned out well. Definitely much better than the last time I tried them.
Had a relaxing evening, trying to store up energy for the coming week. Slept reasonably well, and woke up to frost on Monday morning. Morning routine was fine, although the free write was more of a brain dump than anything creative. I have some decisions to make this week, so I’m spinning out possibilities.
Technically, in our state, yesterday was a holiday, so a bunch of stuff was closed. I hoped that meant I could have a quiet workday at home.
There were shootings all over the country over the weekend, the worst being the man in Louisiana who shot most of his family, including his kids, across multiple locations. This is escalating because these men are never held accountable, and it has to start from the top. There have to be consequences for the Epstein abusers, and then it has to spread to everyone. This regime, through policy, legislation, and coverup, including overturning Roe vs. Wade, has legalized violence against women. That has to change.
Did the rounds posting the intent for the week and the tarot reading, then checked the blogs I read daily. Went through a whole lot of email and dealt with it. Washed the inside of the back door to prep it for papering.
Got a little over 1200 words done on BETTING MAN, which was okay, but not as much as I hoped.
I ate an early lunch because the playwrights’ group met online from noon to 2, and I wanted to be ready for that. Did the marketing rounds for the day.
During the writing session, I completed the admin work for the reading in June (the contract and other materials had just come through, so I read through everything and turned it around). I also worked on the pitch for the upcoming deadline. I read through several of my scripts, trying to figure out which sample was best suited as attachment. I was very glad I had the notebook from the free write sessions handy, because I’d made a bunch of notes for the project in there. I’ll give it another look today, and get it out the door.
Took a quick break, and then went back to the ghostwriting.
Had a really good session, over 3K, although I’m still not where I wanted to be by today. I’m still a day behind. I hope I can catch up today and tomorrow, or I will end up working one of the weekend days. I looked up at one point, and large snowflakes were flying around. Sigh.
My brain hurt by the time I shut down for the day. Heated up some leftovers. Read a bit for pleasure at night. I’m savoring my friend’s book instead of rushing through it.
Woke up at 3 AM because of pain in my hip. Tried to get that settled down, and then some dingus started using a leaf blower at 3:30. I’m sorry, there is NO reason to use a leaf blower at 3:30 AM. It wasn’t in the immediate area, but sound carries here, especially between the mountains. I wasn’t about to get dressed and hunt it down, but I was annoyed. I started drifting off again just before 5, and Tessa started insisted on breakfast.
Today will be a long day.
I wanted to go to the mechanic about the windshield wiper, but I have to do it as they’re opening. There’s frost this morning, and, even if I scrape it down off the windshield, I can’t really drive without being able to wipe it off with the wipers (and a paper towel doesn’t work, I tried). So I will wait until it’s warmer, tomorrow, and give it ago.
I have to get in touch with maintenance today, too. The toilet’s running again. I don’t want to waste water. I’m not a data center.
In this morning’s free write, I came to a decision that changes a lot in BETTING MAN. I had to make the decision today, because it affects what I’m about to write as well as the rest of the book, and this change also has an effect on one of the series arcs.
Now, I have to see if I can pull it off.
Late yesterday, an opportunity landed on my desk. A place to which I’d applied for a grant and didn’t get it has an opportunity for people just in this area and got in contact with me, but I have to get the materials out the door today. I’m not sure I can do it. I’m not sure I can afford not to at least try. I have the materials. It would be a case of the cover letter, which shouldn’t be too hard.
After breakfast, I need to get the garbage out, and then put together the crockpot meal. And then, get started on the workday.
Yoga was cancelled due to a sewage pipe break at the studio. I was looking forward to getting back to class, but I guess I’ll wait until next week.
Have a good one!
#art #books #freelance #plot #reading #tarot #teaching #weather #writing -
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Volunteers begin spring cleanup at Hamilton Community Garden https://www.allforgardening.com/1723403/volunteers-begin-spring-cleanup-at-hamilton-community-garden/ #Bitterroot #clean #CommunityGarden #DalyElementary #FarmToSchool #food #garden #gardener #gardening #Hamilton #HamiltonGarden #Plot
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RICHARD: Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams ….William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist and poet
Richard III, Act 1, sc. 1, l. 32ff (1.1.32) (1592)More about this quote: wist.info/shakespeare-william/…
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RICHARD: Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams ….William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist and poet
Richard III, Act 1, sc. 1, l. 32ff (1.1.32) (1592)More about this quote: wist.info/shakespeare-william/…
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #shakespeare #williamshakespeare #richardiii #calumny #defamation #gossip #libel #malice #plan #plot #rumor #scheme #skullduggery #slander
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RICHARD: Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams ….William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist and poet
Richard III, Act 1, sc. 1, l. 32ff (1.1.32) (1592)More about this quote: wist.info/shakespeare-william/…
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #shakespeare #williamshakespeare #richardiii #calumny #defamation #gossip #libel #malice #plan #plot #rumor #scheme #skullduggery #slander
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RICHARD: Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams ….William Shakespeare (1564-1616) English dramatist and poet
Richard III, Act 1, sc. 1, l. 32ff (1.1.32) (1592)More about this quote: wist.info/shakespeare-william/…
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #shakespeare #williamshakespeare #richardiii #calumny #defamation #gossip #libel #malice #plan #plot #rumor #scheme #skullduggery #slander
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Am I the only one who started writing just to see if I could🤔😂
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Am I the only one who started writing just to see if I could🤔😂
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