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Only 649 words in Drops of Gold tonight, & some timeline catch-up, b/c I'm so tried I can barely see the screen & I want to do things tomorrow. Events: Nina is led home by a friend concerned for her safety because she's tired. Nina researches while wearing better clothes her big payday let her buy.

"Even though you’ll find the vulnerable will will fall by the wayside, they’ll get infected, they’ll get hospitalized, and some will die. It’s not going to be this tsunami of cases that we’ve seen.” Fauci Y'all need to remember and reckon with this quote while you call Fauci a hero.

1224 words in Drops of Gold tonight. A good chunk of the night was spent texting my sister, & I needed a little outline tweaking before drafting. Events: Nina is very exhausted & out of it at work after a late night Speaking. Trebor the smuggler returns & offers payment for helping ditch an Agent.

The shade cloth seems to be doing the trick this year. Last year it was too hot for tomatoes to ripen & I'm hearing the same from other gardeners this year. But that %40 shade cloth & I'm taking them in. But the weight has cracked a few bamboo supports; I'm going to need to find more next year.

Please yell at the government with me*. *Leave a reasonable and understandable comment even though we all know yelling and pitchforks would be more appropriate and effective.

My dog ran off with a piece of plastic so I had to get it. But she didn't want it. She immediately ran to her toy, so I followed to play. She led me to the back door where she likes to sun. I opened it-& she sprinted to the front yard & the squirrel they've been barking at. Outwitted by a dog.

2162 words in Drops of Gold tonight. Not bad for a migraine day. Events: Nina finally faces everything she's lost and how terrible it was that her friends gave up on her because she was involuntarily changed by magic. She wonders if the new her is worth the struggle, & decides she is.

I, a wealthy* and heathy* beloved* author*, will now travel to* NYC to research the city parks to make sure my urban fantasy is %100 accurate*. *broke *homebound *unknown *unpublished *google images of *close enough not to be insulting

Tonight's mood: I'd much rather be reading my book but some dumbass has to write it first. Cause: 4 straight days of migraine

Fairy circle, fairy circle, jump! Right! In! (no mushrooms, fairies, or Sunnys were harmed in the taking of these photos)

Food Forests: what they are and why you should let me plant them on every golf course. The chaser: why manicured lawns are evil, and how to turn them into a food forests. This includes side topics on native plants & finding fruit you can grow without spraying harmful chemicals.

Does anyone know if this sort of thing would work for noisy, smelly data centers near residential areas? They're clearly a noise and health hazard, but is it something people could move on legally?

Double should be spelled doubble. Triple should be spelled trippple. Yes I do have a headache, why do you ask? 😵‍💫

Only 824 words in Drops of Gold tonight, severely slowed by my dumb ass deciding prophecy should rhyme because it's sung. Events: Nina finally makes it Upstairs to Pelham Bay Park at night to let a prophecy Speak away from people, & gets blindsided by a second one while trying to eat a pita wrap.

Now that we're firmly in The Age of Emojis I vote we make it commonplace to put 🎶🎶 around lyrics or sung dialogue in books. It could be much easier to convey mysic and I think it would sound like singing in more readers' heads.

Sitting on the couch in front of the computer, furious with myself for making a world where it actually makes way more sense for prophecy to rhyme because magic is music based, pissed I'm finally admitting it because it means I'm gonna have to write dozens of little plot relevant poems.

Huh Kermit The FrogAlt: Kermit the Frog scrunches up his face and stares into the middle distancestatic.klipy.com

Getting my butt kicked by a migraine hangover today, but finished touch ups on the cover of book 12 of When Stars Speak. Only one more cover of big fixes then a few tweaks on some others, then I'm finally going to do something else. My brain is full of zoomed in Ibis Paint.

I don't WANNA get up and get migraine medicine. I have a MIGRAINE. Damn thing came out of nowhere like a drunk driver swerving onto the sidewalk. Maybe I'll just go to bed. After meds, of course, no need to play stupid games for stupid prizes.

I'm desperate enough to ask for advice on the internet. I'm covered in very itchy mosquito bites & because of chronic illness problems they are not healing. I'm literally scratching through my skin. Does anyone know of something that helps heal bug bites? Anti itch cream & Benadryl aren't working.😵‍💫

Meh, only triple digits tonight, 716 words as I try to research things that apparently don't want to be researched. If you're willing to chat about NYC's big parks, drop in. Events: Nina leaves the underground city at night for Pelham Bay Park to hide & let a prophecy Speak in relative privacy.