2020 has a nice ring to it but then again so does everything else
So along with this rosacea bout, I have a light but lively body itch, a ringing in my ears, some localized swelling, an eye-rolling problem, and a grudge. How’s YOUR new year going?
Also I have a plot for sale which I know sounds grave but it’s just a storyline, complete with characters, setting, dialogue, backstories, detailed outlines, the best title ever, and the first maybe 60 pages or so complete. Terms negotiable. Any takers? Because I’d love to read it when you’re done. Also the royalties.
PLUS… it’s easily adaptable to the screen so if you know anyone in Hollywood maybe you could mention it, you know, in passing
It’s Saturday. There’s a nice sweet little dusting of snow on the ground so the trail should be that perfect frozen-but-not-frozen, crunchy-on-top but soft and chewy on the inside. Also there’s that white crackly icing I can’t resist.
Good thing I’m over my holiday-related food obsession. Like phew
I mean my biggest problem with going back to work on Thursday was that my fridge wasn’t there.
But due to those who made resolutions regarding diet and nutrition there’s all kinds of sweet stuff on the counter up for grabs. It’s mostly shit though. I mean Jesus Christ I don’t need your Auntie’s fucking fake nanimo bars or any buttertart bars because I don’t know if that’s an oxymoron exactly but it comes pretty close, so like don’t waste my time.
I took a selfie yesterday, maybe the third one ever, when I was walking to the GO so my daughter could see how nice the backpack she got me for Christmas is. So it was at a weird angle and although I usually look like the victim of foul play in photographs, I looked pretty good I thought so I sent it to her. Like I said the angle was good and I looked jaunty if you will, and happy, and my coat matched the colour of the treelinee and it was, you know, at least composition-wise, a really nice shot.
But I put my glasses on when I got on the train and let me tell you. I do not feel my age at least
Now that its light out I can see that the frill of snow is actually more than the little frill I thought it was and it’s lovely the way its stuck to the cedars out there. And it’s snowing again! So I’m going for a hike now and maybe I’ll get an idea of what to draw to accompany this post, which, btw, usually takes way way longer than the writing which always goes so fast I can’t believe it. Same with Clutterbucks. Man. It’s fun and twinkly and super fast and I’m always cackling and I’m dying to tell you things about it but I’m going to wait.
The excitement build-up works in my favour if you know what I mean and I think that’s what makes the ideas bubble so much
Well it’s much saucier underfoot than I thought it would be, but the forest is beautiful. All brown and white and very matchy with Daisy as you can see if you feel like scrolling down to my Instagram pictures which haven’t kicked in yet but probably will by the time you sleepyheads read this.
