Future Column – 564, and spinning my wheels

Bloody hell. So, all that work I did on the column, which I was so pleased about? Yeah, it got tossed out the proverbial window. My misgivings about it finally swelled into a case of what-was-I-thinking? and I started all over again with a new idea. The old stuff is still there and I might revive it for another column, if I can figure out what the hell I was trying to do, or I may just post it as a stand-alone.

In the meantime, I have a new idea. The introduction is written and tomorrow I can start on the exercise itself. Once I get that out of the way, it’s on to HoC. I seem to be running out of time again. I really do hate that feeling. I find myself watching the clock even in my down time, paranoid that things — eating, watching TV, showering, reading — are taking too long.

In other news, I spent the afternoon out to lunch (er, literally, not figuratively) with a family friend (my adopted uncle, I guess), his five-year-old son and my grandmother. We had a very nice time. His son is very easy to deal with, despite his high energy. And we caught a lizard at my grandmother’s house. Actually, I’m a little upset about that. The boy is intent on keeping it. I really do hope his father finally puts an end to that or the lizard is not going to last long.

Lizard, please bear me no enmity for my part in your captivity. I meant you no harm. I wish that your freedom be restored soon and that no harm come to you in the interim.

(Yes, I just prayed to a lizard. I’m an animist. It happens sometimes.)


About Joyce

Joyce Sully lives in Southern California. She graduated from UC Irvine. She likes to knit and cook and play video games. But mostly she writes. Joyce writes short stories and novels, songs and poems, scripts and instructions to feed the cat if she stays out late. She has been spotted as far afield as Seattle, but travel makes her nervous. She believes in magic and dragons and ghosts, but is not convinced her next-door neighbors are real.
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