I can now add " suffered a rope burn"  to the list of things I have experienced.  A minor one, fortunately.

But my God, it really was hot....

Thank you to everyone for their messages and mails over the last few days - and for the past few years, actually.   You're just fantastic :)

The ow factor persists, but I'm getting along reasonably well.  Still not up to a full-fledged ramble yet - which is something you may be grateful for, I suppose.

But I thought I'd mention a snazzy little ( Read more... )

Well, maybe not so much a rant as random grumblings.  Some of them to do with writing n stuff.  Some not.

I had a massage at 12.15 today,  It was great, though I was somewhat wobbly after.

I've just written 512 words.  Hooray!   But my shoulders and neck are all knotted up again now.  Boo.  Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time....

The WIP (The ( Read more... )

I couldn't keep quiet, could I?  I had to go bouncing into 
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I'm still rationed on screentime because my neck/shoulders and back feel like they've been welded into position, but never mind ( Read more... )

As my back's still buggered, I won't be online for long.  Just long enough to check friends page, before I go back to doing stretches and bitching *g*

But checking f-list leads to Good Things.  Advice from  ( Read more... )

So......

Our protagonist has spent the last few days fighting off a lingering malaise (or a malingering laze, I'm not sure which) and not achieving much.

However, a spreadsheet was set up  and each scene of The Maelstrom Dark (aka That Ragbag Thing) was put into it.

188 scenes, at the last inspection.  None of them connecting in any obvious fashion ( Read more... )

I've got a nasty cough that won't clear up and won't go away.  That's what you get from having a house full of spores, I suppose ( Read more... )

Not My Cat came to see me while I was outside, scribbling.

He climbed on my knee.  He purred.  Awwwwww.....    *Totally besotted soppy face*

More about Not My Cat and the frog later -  headache prevents me doing it justice now. 

Yes, folks, this is what I've been doing instead of Proper Writing, so far today. This and a trip into town to see the opticians 'cos my new, super-duper contact lenses never seem to want to come out.

Ow.

But here we go:

Previously in Rogue Bins:  two full waste bins, one black and lidless (like the Eye of Mordor), one green, have been left by the ( Read more... )