As previously reported, I’m reading the second book of the Evangeline Walton telling of the Mabinogian, _The Children of Llyr_.

The first book I described with the word “tender” but this one is like thirteen century zombie apocolypse. Scary stuff!

Well, I did get the storm windows in and the heat turned on, and some branches trimmed (too close to house) and a load of wash done. I found out that some mice had invaded a drawer in my kitchen but since I was ready to sit down and try to seriously start on NaNoWriMo, I sacrificed cleaning it all up until tomorrow. The things we do for art, right?

So I’ve been sitting here at the computer for a while and added a small but good number of words to the little pile from the past couple days. I see my writing buddies are plowing ahead. Go you all! I think now that I’ve put my main character in a bit of a personal crisis things might go along pretty well.

In yet another show of how wonderful the internet world is, I tweeted a young co-worker, “does this make any sense? “Tomte, skydda mig från troll ikväll!” Thanks! #notmultilingual” and got back that yes indeed it was readable and understandable Swedish. Doesn’t get much better than that – translators make me nervous.

Now a bit of a walk-about-stretch and check the dryer.

Just face time chatted with my parents via their new iPad. Holy moly. (and this was after I managed to hang up on them while fishing the phone out of my pocket. whoops!)

First off, sorry for the mental scarring if you click on the image below. It’s disgusting in oh, so many ways.

I’m not at all sure why I even bother trying to read local news online… well the truth is, I rarely get past the first page because of this stuff and when I go to my local area’s news page it’s all high school sports scores…

There’s nothing quite like opening the mailbox and finding a book with my work in it.