From the End of the World
That's right, I'm blogging to you from the End of the World. Or at least some world, not necessarily Earth. I haven't been to any of the ends of the earth. Remind me I need to travel more.
Things are hectic. Yesterday's funeral for Yo Dogg of the DCSR really hit home. It made me re-evaluate some things the way that only funerals do. He was celebrated as the great man that he was. It was a moving ceremony.
Catwalk - Lineage is over the 38000 mark for word count. Chugging right along. Meanwhile, Sybir comes back home tomorrow, meaning I won't be juggling work, writing, a sick kid, a grumpy older cat and an overly curious kitten. It's been an interesting couple of days.
JWP hits the stage again December 15th. It looks like we're even doing some Bee Gees. who would have guessed?
One Love!
nK
Things are hectic. Yesterday's funeral for Yo Dogg of the DCSR really hit home. It made me re-evaluate some things the way that only funerals do. He was celebrated as the great man that he was. It was a moving ceremony.
Catwalk - Lineage is over the 38000 mark for word count. Chugging right along. Meanwhile, Sybir comes back home tomorrow, meaning I won't be juggling work, writing, a sick kid, a grumpy older cat and an overly curious kitten. It's been an interesting couple of days.
JWP hits the stage again December 15th. It looks like we're even doing some Bee Gees. who would have guessed?
One Love!
nK
