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Saturday, August 31st, 2019
Diamond City Magic 5

Hello everyone! I’m sorry I’ve been off the radar. I’ve been getting my son ready for college, running around with my daughter for band, dealing with a very sick dog, going to the emergency room with my son who dislocated his knee, minor car accidents, and various other things. So I’ve done a piss poor job of visiting here. I’m going to try to be much better.

I’ve become a fan of Midsomer Murders. I enjoy the mysteries quite a bit and the characters. I also want to go bike riding in some English villages. Though I suspect there will be many places where I’d bap my head on the doorways and other low ceiling type of areas.

But I’m posting because I’ve had a number of questions about DCM5. Yes there is a fifth book! And I’m writing it now. It’s come along a little bit slowly because while I know what needs to happen, I’ve had trouble braiding the strands together. It’s become complicated and I’m working on sorting out the best way to tell the story. That means a few false starts and a number of backtrackings to throw out a bunch of stuff and rewrite. Plus the plans I had all along for one plot thread have become a problem for the turns I’ve taken and so now I have to come up with a better explanation for that.

But it’s definitely in process and I hope to start sharing some snippets very soon.


Monday, June 10th, 2019
Di Versus . . . Whatever

Once again, I have lost. Was walking the dogs today in a lovely big park with tons of oak trees, a creek, lots of meadows and tall grasses, and squirrels. Lots of squirrels. The dogs find these highly entertaining and try to yank my arms out of their sockets as often as possible. However, the dogs had little to do with today’s events.

We were walking along a little stretch where there are lots of squirrels and the dogs were running back and forth to eagerly look at them. I was walking along, entertained by the puppies, when I stepped in a squirrel hole. These little guys excavate like crazy and while they do run up and down trees, the live in holes.

The hole I stepped in was really a divot because it had been filled in mostly, which actually made it all the more embarrassing when I fell. Like a freaking tree. I sat myself up and discovered that my left knee was all scraped up and painful. I managed to get up and get dusted off, and limp off into the sunset, so to speak. When I got home, I found I had the beginning of a really impressive bruise on the inside of my left wrist and heel of my palm. It’s growing bigger and more impressive every moment.

And lo, once again, Di lost in the game of Di versus . . . Whatever.

I want to mention that I do have a new book out,  called The Witchkin Murders and it’s a fantasy police procedural with some romance. If you’d like to read a couple of chapters for free, click here.

Also, today is my 29th wedding anniversary. My son graduated High School last week. So happy things!


Wednesday, March 5th, 2014
confetti thoughts

I hate the phrase, “Man Cave.” Hate it. Irritates me beyond reason, and I couldn’t tell you why. Okay, I could. It’s because it’s idiotic. Is the woman supposed to be stay out? And is the man supposed to be some sort of neanderthal who isn’t allowed out? (Don’t answer that). Why can’t it be a game room? Play room? Fun room? Bar? Stupid. Besides, frankly I LIKE spending time with my husband. I don’t want a separate space. Admittedly we both want to hide from the kids sometimes, but welcome to parenthood, right?

It turns out that a clorox wipe will take the finish off wood. All the way. Someone *looks innocent* used one to clean grime off the banister. The grime came off. So did the finish. I suppose there will be refinishing this summer.

I helped my folks put in an offer on a nearby house. (They are thinking of moving up here full time, but for now, it will be a kind of half of year house). It had just come on the market. They’d been looking at a number of others in that area (a 55+ community) but didn’t like what they’d been seeing. This one is perfect for them. We put in an offer on the first day. So did someone else. Hello bidding war! Ack. So the owners came back with a “give us your highest and best offer by six on Thursday.” Which means they may get other offers in the meantime. So we put our highest and best in and now we wait. I hope to hell it works. Keep your fingers crossed. I hate waiting.

So even as I did that, Dad has been getting better in the hospital. The PT is really helping. Also, my aunt who underwent knee surgery last week is also recovering well. So happy dance all around!

I got a bit of writing done today. I need a footstool under my desk. I just do. It helps when my back is bugging me and lately as my knee is. This is the one I found that I really like. You’ll notice it costs $130. On sale. I am clearly not buying it, even though it looks well made and super cute. I bet the dogs would love it too. Anyhow, I’m considering crocheting something that will work, and my husband has suggested making something with the old foam mattress topper from the trailer, some fabric, cotton batting, plywood and staples. One or the other ought to work.

The tutor returned today and the boy is doing really well. The tutor is excited to work with a smart, motivated kid. I totally get that.

Old habits die hard. I picked up two Christmas presents today. That makes four I’ve picked up since the first of the year. (It has to do with living far from anywhere in MT and not having much time near that time of year). Plus it’s fun to find something perfect for someone.

The rain is raining. It’s good, though really wet. We’re still in a drought and every drop helps. I would, however, like to get some stuff planted and work in the yard.