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Wednesday, November 27th, 2013
Doodads and updates and snippet

I forgot to mention that I finished Trace of Magic a couple days ago. Go me! I talk about ending it over at Magical Words today. Specifically about ending creep. I’m pretty happy with the book so far, but only because it’s done and I haven’t reread it to find out what needs to be revised. I’m in that lovely state of denial.

My friend Christy Keyes has suffered some significant  brain injuries this last year and she and her husband are struggling. If you can donate to her cause or spread the word or both, please do. I set up a gofundme site for her today. It’s here.

Have you ever noticed that family can drive you to a level of anger that no one else seems to be able to do? My son is a teenager and he’s behaving as such. Perfectly normal, but apparently I need to adjust better. And maybe go sit in the jacuzzi tub for awhile.

I did go to the chiropractor today. I feel better, but I’ll have to probably go back again. As long as I get better soon, I’ll be happy.

I’m tired of Black Friday commercials. I won’t be shopping on Black Friday, either. Unless I run out chocolate, which is highly unlikely. I just made a batch of rolls with mashed potatoes in them. I didn’t mash the potatoes very well. Hope they turn out. Also didn’t use unsalted butter, and didn’t adjust the salt levels in the bread. It’s my first go round with this recipe. The dough was nice an elastic when I set it to rise the first time. Here’s hoping it all turns out. I plan to make cinnamon rolls later. I ground the wheat myself, so it makes for tastiness.

On Small Business Saturday, Devon Monk and I will be signing and possibly reading at Reader’s Guide Books in Salem, Oregon, from 11-1. So if anybody can make it, please do!

And a little snippet, with names redacted:

“I hurt you,” he said tonelessly.

“You didn’t mean to,” I said carefully. I couldn’t get a read on how he was feeling or what he was thinking.

“I could have killed you. I wanted to kill you.”

“You didn’t know it was me.”

He shook his head and looked down, anger and fear rippling across his tight expression. “I did.”

I could only stare. My stomach turned inside out. [redacted] made a growling noise and started forward. I thrust out my hand to stop him. “Why?” I could barely push the word out. I felt strangled.

“I wanted to be dead.”

“You thought I’d kill you?” I squeaked, incredulous.

“You should have killed me. I asked you to.”

One comment to “Doodads and updates and snippet”

  1. Adrianne
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     · November 27th, 2013 at 4:44 pm · Link

    This is going to be a wonderful read!

    I’m sorry for your friends. The insurance situation in this country sucks and it sucks worse that our best attempt to fix it to date is under attack.



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