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Day 4,135: Marching Band

What is my favorite drink?

You know…I don’t know that I’ve ever had one. I have several that I like and will order with regularity, but I don’t know if I actually have a favorite.

I’ve always liked blonde ales, heffs, cocktails with citrus fruit in them—love me something with punchy acid and sweetness mixed together—and I’ve definitely discovered several wines that I love over the past couple years of diving into the deep end of that ocean.

So…maybe wine? It just feels too broad to say ...

Day 4,134: Blue Eye

I have a little worry that Coopey can’t see out of his blue eye, the one that’s healing. He just saw the doctor for it today, and they were satisfied that he was on the right path—in fact, he gets to be out of his cone now except for right after he eats, which is when he wants to go rubbing his face around, which could irritate his eye…but otherwise he’s free and clear. But…no discussion about whether or not he should be able to see out of it while he’s healing. I don’t know. Maybe it’s too be e...

Day 4,133: My Love

Late. Not feeling so hot all the sudden, though it feels like a stomach thing, came on right after eating my dinner. Hoping it’s not what Liz had that took her out of commission for a few days…also hoping its nothing to do with the thing on my back, though that has been massively improving over the last day-plus. It’s disappearing, in fact. But, still. It was an infection, a pretty good-sized one at that. Not going to take any chances with it, so we’ll see if this feeling goes away by morning. I...

Day 4,132: On A VHS

Struggle writing today, but I put in the hours. Nearly. Just shy. But, still proud of myself. It’s hard breaking a cycle, and that’s what I’m trying to do right now: get this outline done the earliest I ever have, and then change up my whole routine entirely. Not easy, and I know that’s why this outline has been hard. I’m pushing. It’s getting there. And sticking with it, even when my mind is wobbly and focus is hard to come by…I have the spurts of inspiration I so desperately need.

Slow work...

Day 4,131: Dead Zone

Doing a quick entry tonight. My phone wasn’t charging through the night, so it wasn’t on by the time morning rolled around, and apparently that means my alarm wasn’t going to go off, even though I had my apple watch on. Weird. Now that I’m sitting here thinking about it, I might actually want to go and look at the clock app on my phone and make sure the alarm is actually on.

BUT…I rallied. Got a full morning in of writing, and a full evening, too. Writing in the evening was harder…but I did i...

Day 4,130: Joy, We Are Going To Bed

Am I patriotic? What does ‘patriotic’ mean to me?

I am. I deeply believe in this country and the values that it stands for. The ideals. And when we fall short of those values and ideals, as we so often do, it’s why I stand up and criticize, or vote, or debate, etc.

I hold it as a self-evident truth, for example, that all men and women are created equal. So, no — you don’t get to treat someone who’s gay any differently from someone who’s straight. Nor do you get to turn a blind eye to or p...

Day 4,129: Uncuh Awah

Liz his home! The household rejoices. Genuinely, Joy and Cooper are sooooo happy. They were super excited when she first came home, and then immediately passed out on top of her afterwards on the couch. They miiiisssed her. I did, too.

We exchanged cards for valentine’s, and mine was a big hit. Always satisfying. As was the sad nuggie plush that I got for her. I ordered it all the way back before christmas (they were that deep on back order) and I almost forgot about it! But it came in just i...

Day 4,128: Robbers

Snacks is meowing outside the bedroom right now. We have this sliding glass door there, and he likes to post up on the little landing right outside it and meow for Joy to come outside. It’s late right now, but I’m just shutting everything down after podcasting, and me going out to my office got him all riled up. Joy is whining at me to go out. Not gonna work, babes, it bed time.

Coops continues to be on the mend, I think. I hope. He’s definitely energetic like normal, so that’s good. His eye ...

Day 4,127: Tempier

Busy day! Man…it was definitely a day that could have gone sideways with all the stuff I had to do, some of it unexpected work-wise (which is great, actually, because I’ve been slow at work)…but I handled it. Got up on time and handled it.

Writing was good. Legit good. I’m making progress once again. Whew! It’s banging, too. Some gooooood stuff coming. Even some stuff for the next book.

Then, I went down to the Abbot Kinney area and had lunch with a family friend, Gordon Lundy. We drank Do...

Day 4,126: Regulate

So much of writing books is figuring out how to do it when the routine is interrupted, which it always will be because there’s a whole-ass life to live outside of writing. I struggle with it. It’s not easy for me. But it’s imperative to know how to do.

I did good with it today. The disruptions were minor, certainly, but when I’m in such a precarious stage of the book-creation as I am right now, being in the outlining phase, even minor disturbances can shake me. Not today! They did at first, b...