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Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

Six sentences of dialogue from my NaNo notes.

“You cannot marry Renee.”
“Why not? We’ve been together forever.”
“Well, for one, you’re only seventeen! People are going to start thinking we’re some kind of backwards hillbilly morons.”
“Like they don’t already think that.”


Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From an old fanfic I was thinking about finishing (set in the past when the characters were little kids):

Finally, she looked up, a smirk on her little mouth. “Some of us are trying to read.”

Bellamy was pretty sure strangling girls was a floatable offense, but he sucked up his pride with a sigh. “Look, we got off on the wrong foot. I’m sorry I bumped into you.”

“Apology not accepted.”

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

An addition to “survive” from April Camp.

She stills. The fact that she doesn’t say anything tells him it’s been a long time. He lost track after the first few days. He looks away when he figures she isn’t going to answer. He stares at the wall again wishing she would finish and go away. Then seconds later wishing she would stay because he’s not sure he can make it another five seconds without her to ground him to this reality.

Happy Birthday Owen

My oldest son turned 16 today. He wants to get a job so he can save up to take driver’s ed. Not ready for this.



(taken on the first day of school last month)

Look how tall he is? Almost to the top of the garage door! Getting close to 6’1″.


October Goals

Recap from September:

Reading: Seven of 18 books read. Progress, but not much. D+
Writing: Well, I did my writing but not so much with the NaNo prep. C
Finishing/EditingF+ Because I added words to an April story.
PostingPosted nothing.

That C sort of pulls the grade up, but the Fs ruin everything. Going to have to go with D for the month again.

October Goals:


  • read three books to make up for missing July’s goals
  • read four books to make up for missing August’s goals
  • read four books to make up for missing September’s goals
  • read four books for October goals to catch up with my Goodreads challenge


  • finish reviews for each book read


  • write every day in my writing journal/keep my streak going
  • write at least 100 words each day
  • work on prepping for NaNo
  • have a working outline for NaNo


  • edit something… anything
  • finish a story


  • post one fanfic from July
  • post two fanfics from August
  • post two fanfics from September
  • post two fanfics for October

(Okay, more realistically: post at least one fanfic before NaNo starts.)

Monthly Round-Up

All things reading and writing.


September was a much more successful month in the reading department. Sure, most of the books were re-reads, but it’s reading!




Yeah… lots of books read, not so many reviews. As is none were reviewed.


Most of the month was pretty much like the last few–just the minimum needed each day, but there several days where I broke 1,000 words which felt nice. The 19th, though, I wrote over 13k words. That was about 1/3 of my monthly total. I could use more days like that. Total: 31,704

Streak: 273 days. Still haven’t missed since January 1!



Well, most of what I wrote was for a personal project I don’t intend to publish. Okay, all of it was for the project except like three days. I did add to 100_survive from Day 1 of April Camp NaNo–it’s nowhere near finished, but I’m putting it here because it got closer to being finished.



The month was better than last, but still crap.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

She started to stir as they tried to figure out how to get her back up the mountain.

“Clarke?” Bellamy pushed the hair from her face then gently wiped a streak of dirt from her temple with his thumb.

She groaned. Then her eyes opened. She blinked a few times before focusing on Micah.


It’s that time of year again. The air gets cooler, the leaves start to fall, and the kids are finally out of my hair. Finally. There was some question if this was going to happen earlier this week with the fires raging so close to home. The kids were disappointed to learn the flames never left Archer Mountain so school was on as scheduled.


Owen (10th) & Brenna (9th)



Nora (6th) and Meagan


Meagan & Jack (2nd)


Jack showing off his new bookbag


This sums up the first day for everyone

Everyone got off okay except for Nora. Her bus never came. There was apparently a mix-up in the bus times between the high school and middle school. And the driver was new. The bus was supposed to come at 7:45am. At 8am, it still hadn’t arrived. School starts at 8:04am. Nora waited until 8:10 then started walking because she was already late. The neighbor across the street decided to drive the one other kid still waiting (I guess he lived next door to her) and offered to take Nora, but she’d already gotten a ride with a friend’s mom who was on her way back from dropping her daughter off.


The bus did eventually come by–45 minutes late. Which meant it was 15 minutes late to pick up the elementary kids. Not that Jack minded. There were some problems with getting Jack home as well. The bus went all over the place instead of the route it was supposed to take. He was twenty minutes late getting home. The father of the new kindergartener at the stop was on the phone with the school, freaking out. Poor guy. I tried to warn him that the bus is always late the first day.

Everyone had a good day. Jack loved school and Nora was finally excited to be in middle school. She loves her drama class the most (first period so she missed half of it the first day).

And me? I’m enjoying my time alone. Or would be if Meagan was in school. She should be a senior but dropped out and just hangs around the house, bugging me. Hopefully, she’ll find a job soon (I’m not holding my breath, though).

Delayed again

Part three of my Story Engineering series has been postponed on account of Oregon burning to the ground. Washington, too.



(C) whereintheGorge.com


The Eagle Creek Fire spread downriver to within eight miles of my town. Then it jumped the Gorge, lighting a fire on the Washington side. Ten miles from my house. We spent Tuesday waiting to see where the fire would go and if we’d need to bug out.

Thankfully, it stayed close to its origin point. We’re safe for now. The kids are disappointed. They have to go to school tomorrow (first day!).

It’s been a long stressful few days.


I live in the Pacific Northwest–Southwest Washington state, outside of Portland, OR, to be specific. Contrary to popular belief, it does not rain here 24/7, 365 days of the year. It isn’t always gloomy and cloudy.

In the summer, it’s dry and hot.

And do you know what doesn’t mix with dry, hot conditions? Fireworks. We’ve been under a burn ban for a while now. I mean, duh?

But there are always those idiots that don’t get the danger. A lot of them are teenagers. Who light fireworks in a state park in the middle of a dry spell. That’s how you get the Eagle Creek Fire in the Columbia River Gorge.

The fire started Saturday afternoon and is now over 5,000 acres and spreading west. I live west. In fact, they have been evacuating towns on the Oregon side of the river to Stevenson, WA. Which is a 25 minute drive from here.


I watched all day as ash fell in the area, covering everything like snow. Black snow.



This was the little bits gathered on our grill around 3:30pm.

The ash: around 3:30pm, around 5:30pm, and almost 7pm.
I’m afraid to see what it looks like in the morning.



These are what we’re calling “ghost” pine needles. They are really just ash in the shape of a pine needle. It’s very sad.

Since this afternoon, they’ve closed the Interstate going through the Gorge and a bridge crossing over to Washington. Several towns have been evacuated. More are waiting and ready just in case. The winds have blown embers, sparking more fires west. Watching the Twitter feed is heartbreaking.

Remember kids: only you can prevent forest fires. By not fucking shooting fireworks off in a forest during a drought.



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