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With coffee and writing implements at hand, I can determine the shape of today. |
| I tend to write in the morning. After morning coffee and writing comes whatever the day holds...work, more writing, family time, reading, maybe even some gaming. It just depends...but writing first, always. And once I start writing, I get an idea not only of what I'm writing about, but how the rest of my day will go. Hence, the shape of today. |
| After a rather serious read from Mr. Christopher Eccleston (I Love the Bones Of You, his tribute to his father, is a must-read), I felt the need for something light and fun. So I turned to John Scalzi. I had been seeing When the Moon Hits Your Eye on the shelves at work for some time, but didn't realize it had dropped in March. The cover tells a reader all they need to know...an astronaut is standing on the moon, except the surface of the moon looks like cheese. Because it is. That's literally the premise of the novel. The moon, inexplicably, has turned to cheese. The narrative deals with how the world is coping with this rather odd cosmic event. Washington, Hollywood, and Main Street America are all coming to terms with a moon that is now much brighter and is having "cheese eruptions" on its surface. I can recognize some thinly disguised versions of, ah, notable people in our current news cycle. Scalzi must have finished the novel very recently. But it's a great and engaging tale so far, and I"m here for it. |
| After this past winter, which saw me going to work in the teens some mornings, I promised myself I wouldn't complain about the summer heat. It was hard to keep that promise this week, though, I admit. When I left work on Tuesday the car's temperature showed as 110, and that's with the sunshades up. I don't normally run the AC on my fairly short commute to and from work, but I did that afternoon! Relief began working its way in yesterday, however, and this morning it's in the sixties with a nice breeze. No errands today, no work. Just me, my library book, my recliner, and a spoiled but loving cat. Occasionally interrupted by bouts of eating, gaming, and napping. I'll take it! Winter, after all, is coming. |
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