Our dog has apparently decided that flies are the most terrifying things in the world when they enter his home, so the last few days have just been trying to console him through the worst shaking and hiding I’ve ever seen from him. I was finally able to kill the fly yesterday, and the dog is doing much better. Still some anxiety, but he’s finally able to sleep on his dog beds instead of the corner of the laundry room. It’s been an ordeal. Pets and their people communicate so well, but then there are times like this when the language barrier is a real struggle.

I can’t fault him much, because I have a similar response to American cockroaches in the house, but at least I know they’re not actually going to hurt me.

News:

Nothing to share this week.

Works in Progress:

I’m still working on May Cooler Heads Prevail, and I’ve made more progress, albeit more slowly than I’d like. I’m struggling with balance on everything and, as a result, not doing particularly well on anything. I don’t really know how to fix the problem. But I’m fixing the developmental things that my editor brought up, and that’s something that’s a little harder to do while I’m in edit mode, so I’ll give myself the tiniest round of applause on that.

Ideally, I’d finish by tonight, then maybe do another straight round of edits before putting out the ebook. I’ll have to wait and see what the page count looks like in Atticus before determining if it’s enough for a slender paperback as well. I don’t anticipate it will be.

Books I’m Reading:

Skeleton Crew by Stephen King

Things I’m Listening To:

Singalong playlist
Let’s Hear It for the Girls playlist
Beyond the Black
Delain

Things I’m Watching:

Hokum
Send Help
Hoarder House Flippers series (finished)
Grey’s Anatomy series
Elsbeth series
Celebrity Jeopardy series
NCIS series
Tracker series
Prodigal Son series

Poem of the Week: (throwback to May 2022)

it is the curse of prophecy
that it is never believed
only understood in hindsight

premonitory coronary
prescient aneurysm
preternatural migraine

this ache of future
deja vu before it comes
nostalgia for what is coming