I’ve been going off on tangents today. If you had men wearing kilts, then it would be the socks that would be scandalous…or (whisper it) even a lack of them! Everyone knows that bare legs can inflame the sensibilities of even the most upstanding woman, and the Arran patterns are just ridiculous, even if they do…ahem…emphasise the curve and length of said leg. Maybe waistcoats, too. I suspect they’d be stupendously fashionable.
Wars, in a different universe, but with similar effects on society…and soldiers who are so scarred they can’t talk about what’s happened. A war of mystery and secrets and magic.
Golems and necromancers, statues and robots. It’s strange how my mind works.
I am going grimdark, too. If you’re using a lifespan for something, surely a young life is better? Killing children for the greater good is the best kind of moral dilemma.
I may have three books in a series that was originally one and then became two. Apparently I like giving myself more work.
There’s also a midnight-inspired title for a book that only has a start, and no other plot… “As old as my tongue”. I think. “Older than my teeth” could be a second one. I have no idea what universe this is going to end up in, but I like the titles.
And tangerines…just because. It makes me think of a Mediterranean village, orange-baked walls and dusty streets under the beating sun.
I finished my latest sampler! It’s the dinosaurs and superheroes one for Logan, and I’m just in time – he’ll be two in August. It was great fun to do!
And I have sort-of finished Totoro. I wanted to do a full background: I don’t like the purple now and I’ve gained some bits of green that I’d much rather use, but I don’t really want to unpick and as he’s now off to a new (temporary) home along with a laptop, I’m just glad to have finished his belly.
Also, have some bonus (badly taken) cat pictures. I recently moved bedrooms, and he seems to be insistent on making the room his…
When Anoé Meerla is given the chance to escape a war-torn city with her daughter, she accepts an assignment to find missing people on the beautiful islands of Tao. But she finds more problems than she expected waiting for her; a Floating Island that roams the waves, a Mage trying to forget a war, an old lover with plans of his own, and a tangled web of runaways and murder – and there’s her daughter to protect as well.
I have to do this, because the world is getting overwhelming, and I’m struggling badly. I need to focus on the positives and the good, and need to remind myself there is some out there!
Moana. LOVE LOVE LOVE. I’ve watched it three times and have been singing the soundtrack pretty much endlessly. My most freakin’ irritating and annoying friend keeps texting me lines and THEN I HAVE THAT SONG AS A DAMN EARWORM and it’s the. Best. Thing. Ever.
It’s a small thing, but Cadbury’s Marvellous Creations chocolate. I love the jelly bits. I probably shouldn’t eat as much of it as I do, but it’s the best when I’m feeling down! (Also, Ben&Jerry’s Peanut Butter. WIN.)
Clouds. I’ve been walking to work and watching the clouds over Stroud hills, and the sunsets recently have been lovely! I think it’s the mix of sunny days and rainstorms that has meant a nice change from overarching grey.
The cat. He might be a complete bastard and wakes me up at 2.30am because he’s forgotten where his food bowl is, but he’s also been curling up next to me at night and greeting me at the front door each evening. He is a git, but he’s also a cute panther who shrunk in the wash!
(Pssst – I now have an extra button over on the sidebar! I don’t have the energy for a Patreon or anything like that – you’ll just have to cope with blog updates – but if you’d like to show support, or keep me sane, there’s a little button there for you to buy me coffee. I may spend it on tea, because I’m a rebel like that.)