Friday the 13th

With a full moon. It should have been a fun day. Mostly it was just tiring and depressing so I called evil_little_dog and feel a bit better.

On top of all the crap at work, all the health stuff is the fact that my little section of the publishing world has been a hate filled pit as the whole thing implodes.

So I'm glad to be finishing up the last three stories I have outstanding (which will probably take a couple years) and transitioning to my urban fantasy self which is really what I always wanted to do but I've lost my drive.

kiramaru7 promised to send me their rain in hopes of cooling it down. (It was 95 fucking degrees today which I know to my southwest friends isn't much but it was also 95 % humidity. It was a mouth out there). I said wait til Monday but it arrived tonight.

Maybe it will cool things down. I'm supposed to go to the Paw Paw fest tomorrow but not if it's 95. So if it cools and stops raining I'll go, if not, I'll clean.

Thanks to those who chimed in today about last night's question. As always it's appreciated.

And I do have good news. I posted an emotional chapter of Like Stone tonight and made my reader cry. Mission accomplished!

speaking of sad, here's a SPike story that came spilling out me last night, in response to evil_little_dog's prompt in comment_fic Eternally Hers.

And a big Happy Birthday to shanachie_quill! Hope it was a good one.