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The drive was easy. Kanda was ridiculous. I decided to make it easier on myself and shut the doors to both bedrooms so I didn't have a repeat of having to move the freaking futon to get him. He knew something was up and spent the next hour and a half cowering in his litter box. At least he was easy to find and box up in the killer death cube of doom.

I got lucky. My brain actually worked on my weird west story so bear with me while I put the details here in lieu of a Writerly Way so I don't forget them. If anything catches your eye let me know.


1. I'm thinking of calling it Corpse Powder or Corpse Dust
2. Have Tsela attacked and spend the night on the good doctor's couch
3. The next morning show the beauty way greeting of the sun and have Tsela talk to Perrine about finding Isaac a place in San Francisco
4. Have Isaac unknowingly treat the Skinwalker (who's there to check him out) and later tell Tsela about the weird thing he thought he saw (either the coyote with no eye flash or the human who did)
5. I want MORE in here but I don't know what to get them into bed. Maybe another near attack. I'm running out of word count
6. Isaac ends up on the ship when Perrine goes after the ship that attacked them which just happened to be the skinwalker's and he was after Tsela
7. Isaac is targeted in that attack and the Skinwalker catches him with the corpse powder
8. Tsela saves Isaac with the blessing way
9. The skinwalker's ship attacks again. This time Isaac gets the drop on him with a syringe full of morphine or some shit. Perrine and the crew toss the skinwalker out of the ship
10. Epilogue with Isaac in his new home in San Fran finding Tsela waiting for him.
11. remind myself this is not a novel


I had the weirdest dream (I've been having tons of them barely remembered but my sleep has been worth shit all week.) I was teaching a class when suddenly the heater (the old timey radiator type) catches fire. I run out of the room because none of the students would run to get a fire extinguisher for me. I run to the secretary's office but no one is there. Neither's an extinguisher. I go back and the fire is out. I wasn't sure then if I changed rooms or not.

I think maybe (even though I was still worried about it). But now instead of being at desks, I'm teaching my nurses in the hospital. The room is huge and we're all lying on hospital beds watching two big cathode ray TVS and instead of my lectures it's showing TV shows from the 70s. I was thrilled especially since one was M.A.S.H. and kept saying 'wow, I could lay in bed all day and watch this stuff,' even though I didn't want to be blurting that out. FInally I let the class go because there was 12 minutes left and nothing was working.

Just as I was examining the radiator to be sure it was okay, L comes into the room and she looks horrible, rail thin, hair lank, stumbling and I ask what was wrong. She tells me "Al died. He's been sick for so long and he died." From the way she said it, I knew I was supposed to know who this was but I didn't. Then she tried to hug me and I knew I SHOULD hug her but I didn't want to (I never want to) and she kept flailing blindly trying to get me. Finally she did and I don't remember how I got out of there but the last bit of the dream was me going home. I lived on 2106 Dead Soul road. Think on that one for a moment. I woke up then.

Date: 2016-03-07 11:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Yes, do remind yourself it's not a novel. It's not a novel. That being said, I like it.

I woke at 4:05, tried to go back to sleep, and the train whistle went off like right outside my window. I don't know what the conductor was doing but it sounded like the engine kept running back and forth along the tracks, unless there were two-three trains with all the same tonal quality to their air horns.

Date: 2016-03-07 02:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cornerofmadness.livejournal.com
It's not a novel.... help me

Oh geez. I woke at 3 AM to Mom bumbling about.She's only slightly less noisy than a train

Date: 2016-03-07 10:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Geeze, what was she doing at three? Wait, don't answer. I can guess.

Date: 2016-03-07 11:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cornerofmadness.livejournal.com
the same thing I did ten minutes later

Date: 2016-03-08 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Yeah, I figured.

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