I’m Having Pants Issues

It started last week when I couldn’t find my jeans because I’d hung them over a chair (it was raining and the ends were wet) and I forgot and grabbed—what I thought—were the correct jeans. I realized in the car—and far too into the journey—that no, they were NOT the right pair. I’d grabbed the ones I’d discarded to the floor for “emergencies” except I forgot my “emergencies” pair had become my “throw out” pair because the inner thigh material rubbed and there were holes. Awesome.

So, I headed to work in my throw away pants and prayed to God that no one would pay extra attention to my terrible fashion more than usual. Thankfully, everyone kept their probably crude comments to themselves, and I made as few trips to the bathroom and break-room as possible. The jean mix-up spurred the ongoing pursuit of finding black pants in my size, but like most weekends and sports I try, I failed. ☹ But, I did buy one pair of normal blue jeans that I thought fit and looked pretty good in in the Walmart dressing room. I tried them on again and TIGHT.

VERY TIGHT.

WTF did I eat this weekend?

Deciding not to break in my new pair, I reached again for what I thought was my normal, main set of jeans. Instead—yet again—I got my other “emergencies” pair that is wwaaaaaayyyy too big and gives me gap-butt. I am not rocking the pants situation recently. So, if you see me out in the wild, please know I do have clothes that actually fit me and I’m sure they’re on my floor somewhere. Hopefully.

Also—I got a new phone! 😊

Just in time too, because I just finished paying of the other one! Go figure. Batman said he’d tried calling a few times and it never reached me. Also, the thing wouldn’t hold a charge. And my car charger broke. And my garage door opener broke. And the flies have been attacking me (that has nothing to do with the others, but it’s true and I feel like you should know in case I suddenly disappear or have a striking resemblance to Jeff Goldbloom circa 1986). Basically, all the things are happening and I can’t even get the right pants on. It’s been tough.

How’s it been going with you? Are you able to dress yourself? Any devices stop working? Are the flies attacking you too? Tell me everything.

Oh, How the Tables Have Turned

Aaaaaaand I’m writing this Tuesday night again. Meh. Obviously, I can’t get my shit together on Sunday/Monday and plan ahead. You know, like I normally do. I don’t know what it is about July but I’m off my game with my blogging. Except…I’m super ON MY GAME WITH RTD 😊 😊 😊

Don’t know what that is? You can leave now. Kidding. RTD is Return to Dellapalania, the fifth and final book of my super popular series, Arizal Wars. I feel like it’s going to be a saga since I’ve been writing it since last November and I am STILL NOT DONE. I only emphasize/shout that because normally I can crank out a first draft (even this series) within that time frame. Typically…6-10 months. Usually. But this is the final book which has to bring everything back together which means more stuff happening, which means more writing. A lot more writing. I’m also planning a wedding too, so there’s that. 😊

Now, since I’m a panster, it’s pretty safe to assume I’m not entirely sure when I’ve hit the middle of my WIP, but I think I’m there. I *think* I’ve just tipped past the half-way point because I’ve got a better idea of what needs to happen instead of letting my characters go wild. They’ve been doing their own important things, but now I have to step in and make sure it all comes together. So, yes, I will still be pansting, but the barely-there lines are becoming sharper, and the WIP has now given me an outline. Oh, how the tables have turned.

Haven’t spoken much about writing here since I save that for Patreon, and this is more of my “I went to jury duty/am planning a wedding/things are happening in my life” sort of place. But writing is still a huge part of it, and I didn’t want you thinking I jumped ship on the whole thing and am now dead inside. (I’m not. Not yet. I have a wedding to plan 😊)

What about you? Any jury duty/wedding planning/things happening on your end?

Guess Who Was Called First

To be honest, I had plenty of time to write this post after coming home from jury duty yesterday. Instead, I watched episodes of Parks &Rec and wrote a lot of RTD. (#sorrynotsorry)

I can’t talk about much about jury duty, (because, you know, the government is probably reading this) but I will say this: it was my second time being called, the parking was much better this go-around, and YES I GOT CALLED BACK. ☹

The first time I went, I sat in this big room and read the entire Goblet of Fire. There was a break for lunch, and that was it. Throughout the day, names were called and people left and at around five o’clock, we were all dismissed. But yesterday, they called lists. TWO lists. For TWO different trials. And guess who was called first on list number two?

I didn’t get chosen. Let’s just make that clear. I am not a juror and THANK GOD because I didn’t want to be, but I did have to go to the back and be asked a bunch of questions and it was like being on the very boring version of My Cousin Vinny. (I don’t watch a lot of law shows. This is pretty much all I’m pulling from). There was a lot of legal jargon from some not so attractive people, and at one point I almost fell asleep. But, I made it out, UN-JURORED and all is well in the universe again.

Anyway, I meant to write this post when I had some time, but it’s Tuesday night, and Appa is sleeping and farting next to me, so I’m going to go ahead and end it here. There’s not much more to tell, and the dog’s gas is bordering hazardous. At this point, it’s a safety thing.

Have a great Wednesday!

P.S. Have you ever been called for jury duty? Did you get called to the back??

Taste Testing and Character Traits IWSG

Batman and I went to our first wedding taste-testing 😊

I must say, if I’m ushered into a room with an open bar and a three-course meal (with passed appetizers and a display station) on a Tuesday night and NOT have to pay for any of it, I plan on getting married more often.

This freaking rocked.

I’m not sure what I expected. That’s a lie. Yes, I do: I expected to walk into a plain conference room where there would be a long table filled with couples sitting in front of a plate, waiting to try a sample of each entrée. This is not what happened. Batman and I attended a “fake reception” complete with a cocktail hour and dinner so we could access not only the food, but the wait staff, service, and overall appearance as well. So far, we liked what we saw:

Since the selfie option on my phone isn’t working (and because I can’t figure out how to fix it) I asked Batman to take a picture of us. This is what he sent me:

So, yes 😊 Wedding things are happening. And I’m super into company’s offering me free food and booze to secure potential business.

Now, onto writing things! July’s question for Insecure Writer’s Support Group:

What personal traits have you written into your characters?

Hmm. Probably more than I like to admit. I think—whether subconsciously or not—we tend to write our own traits into our characters, but for me, personally, I think I include a lot of my humor. What can I say—I like writing characters I could be friends with. I’m not sure if this counts, but I definitely write in my fears. I’m not terribly fond of spiders (if you haven’t noticed) and since I’m not keen on drowning either, I had Fallon battle this giant underwater creature—the Gorgen—which is very similar to a giant sea-spider. (Plague of Mybyncia – Book 2). Again, not sure if that counts as a trait, but I use my characters to battle my own fears. You know, writing is cathartic and stuff 😊

Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a monthly blog hop for writers at all levels to share their fears and insecurities in a safe and encouraging place. Please drop by and say hi to Alex Cavanaugh who started this nifty concept in bringing us all together.