Area 51, Desert Mailbox and Writing

I've been watching a lot of conspiracy television. It reminds me so much of Jeffrey. I think I should tell him to check it out on Tubi which is free out here in USA. I'm not sure if its a free service anywhere else, but I freaking LOVE how many movies pop up on it. 

I would seriously set my vacation schedules to fit into some of these crazy sites mentioned in the docu-series. I do want to see Area 51. I also want to see that mailbox in the middle of nowhere.... literally this is a mailbox in the desert. Can I put a letter in it with a stamp? Will a stranger find it? Would I open myself up for Men in Black to come knocking on my door?

Why is our planet so awesome? So many questions! 

Why do I believe all this stuff? Because I was raised to believe it. 

I always caught my dad staring at the sky. I asked him why he did this every night and he said he was watching for UFOs. Once, he moved into the desert and said that's what he did at night, just waiting.....

There are all these tiny little dead bugs on our porch. I can't tell where they are coming from. They look like popcorn. We've been here for almost five years and never had all these little guys on our porch, so why now? What are they? Maybe it's the heat? Global warming?

My nieces and nephews have started school again.

We're still trying to plan our vacation to Arizona. We're going to check out the Grand Canyon and then we're doing a kayak wine tour. We have a concert in the middle of the week and then we're heading to to the other side of the state for more adventures. We just haven't planned everything yet. We need so much sunscreen. My best friend wants to do some hiking. We're going to need to find the camelback for our water. 

Speaking of hiking, we're going to get a doggie backpack for Sherlock. He's going to need something so I can take them out in public. Being blind, he's really freaked out when there are a lot of people walking around him or too much open space. I'll be the one wearing the backpack because he's my shadow. He's pretty much attached to my hip. 

I was editing videos and he actually went back to bed with Watson. That was pretty funny to find them sleeping in bed without me. 

Writing:

B.L. Working on chapter 4 now. So much to edit but at least I have the first draft pretty much done. I'm guessing this might be a long story. I don't know how popular it will be. Omega/Alpha possessive behavior. Talks about omega trafficking. Black market underground. So we'll see if this gets any hits. I'm excited for this one but it needs some work because I still need to fix some things. 

Kraken, Weightloss and Writing

I did something completely impulsive. I found myself two dogs from the pound. They were abandoned in a hoarder house so they are both starved for attention. I should have named one Kraken because he is utterly insane when food is involved. Plus, it's kind of fun to say, "Release the Kraken" when he comes around. 

I was telling Ann about this and she said she had no idea what a "Kraken" is. I didn't realize that it must have been the media I consume because I've heard the Kraken in so many things. It's a gaint squid like creature that wraps its body around ships and rips them apart. I believe the Kraken is in tons of modern movies too. I should look.... 

I did name them Sherlock (the blind one) and Watson. We've been working on potty training and sitting on command. Watson is good with sitting. Sherlock is good with going outside to potty. I think we should train Watson to run a dog course. He seems pretty damn smart and eager to play. Sherlock is resource guarding and apparently I've become a "resource" because he does act pretty insane when I sit on the couch. I keep standing until the behavior is settled. I'm getting so many steps on my walk meter.

We're going to take them to Venture Street to see if we can get them used to the public. I need to get a leash that says, "blind" for Sherlock. I want to train him to sit in a stroller so we can take them out to eat with us at night. 

The doctor wanted me to lose 5-10 lbs. I've gained 5 extra pounds since then. Lately, with running around these dogs, I've managed to lose the 5 I gained and another 5 lbs. I should finally be able to fit into all my cute dresses now. 

Writing Update:

B.L. I need to rename this story. The original chapters were almost 6,000 words long, but a quick internet search says this might be too long for each chapter, so I'm cutting it down to about 2,500 words per chapter. I feel like this is really short. I'm now working on chapter 3 on the editing. I'm really glad I have so much done on this, but it needs so much work. I sort of information dumped on many of these chapters. Cleaning that up. Also, this was super kinky. Cleaning that up too. This feels like a drama.

Friendly Wrong Number, Artistic Folks and Writing

Wrong number contacted me for a complete seafood dinner. I wrote back, "vegan dude, but have fun." I did not expect wrong number to contact me again to see if I'd want to go out for coffee. I was still pretty sure it was a troll at this point so I asked where I'd be driving. The person is in the same state as me. 

She also is super ambitious and creative. My energy attracts artistic people. So we've been talking and that's pretty fun. I have no idea where this is going. Will she come into my life and teach me a personal lesson (good or bad). Is she going to stick around and become a close friend? She is about twelve years younger than me.

I didn't think I was learning my German very well, but I am recognizing words. I probably still don't pronounce my words right.

I just cleaned bags and bags of clothes from my closet. I'm going to try to be more mindful on what I am buying. I want to do a "shopping" ban for the next month, but I have inherited an espresso machine and I do need those tiny cups to fit under the machine. I kind of want to see what the thrift stores are selling. I know I kept seeing cute little cups at Goodwill, but I didn't need them at that time.

As I say this, I have just ran to 3 Dollar Tree Stores to find the Golden Girls lip glosses. I only found 3. I needed 6 for my party. I found water painting paper for my local artist and I found a bunch of stuff for myself.

Writing Update:

What am I doing? I have no idea! I found a story I started that's really pretty freaking long and I think I'm going to start working on it too. I have more and more projects and nothing to really show as of yet.  

Autumn, Theater Shows and Writing

This must be getting close to my season.... Autumn!

I asked the High Priestess why am I more mentally busy at this time of year. I'm more dedicated to projects. I'm even finding new projects to focus on. Her answer, "We work hard in autumn to prepare for winter." 

She's so brilliant! That's so true. I work doubly hard during this time of year. I have three new writing projects. I'm finally downsizing what I own. I'm learning German and Spanish. I'm writing everyone on my contact list. I'm listening to three books! Busy! 

In Winter, I will slow. I have no plans beyond visiting with the Coven and even that isn't set in stone. 

I plan to do a touristy thing in Arizona. There are a lot of places on my hit list that I'm just not sure I'd ever make time for so I'm making time now. I still need to plan that trip. 

Jeffery got staples in his head. He got them out on Friday. I bet he has a gnarly scar. 

Darlene is going to Arizona to visit the commune there. I think they're going to take everything that needs to go out so I need to get my clothes ready for them to take to Ann's church. 

It's been a busy and yet slow week for me. Sue is going to go see Full Monty at the theater. I saw it advertised and I think it is going to be so good. She's going to tell me all about it. She's going to see two more shows there too and asked if I wanted tickets, but in truth, I am so busy these next handful of months. Events are coming through for August-October and I need to pick!

Oh! There is a Survival Horror Camp coming to Southern California. 12 hours of trying to survive campy horror! Sounds so good. Sue said "Heck no! Have fun." Okay, "heck" was NOT the word she used, but it is close enough to what she really said, minus the fact that this four letter word actually started with an F. 

Anyways, I really want to see what it's going to cost to do. It starts at night and I'm not much of a night person any more, but I'll just drink a lot of coffee I guess. Last time we went to Universal Horror Nights, being on our feet for hours was so hard. 

Writing Update:

Yule Horror: I'm looking up LGBTQ publishers for this one. I don't think I can tell it in 2,000 words. I'm going for a Babadook feel where the person is actually dealing with the horror that comes from their own demons. I'm extremely positive I can do justice for this story. 

2 horror novels: Can't talk about these two yet. I'm hoping to get them started shortly.

K.B.C. Might change the name to this depending. I'm on chapter 7 now and it's okay but I see where there is some weakness. This is just the bones. 

Reading Lists, Crime Clean-Up and Writing

Watching: Houdini & Doyle

Drinking: Chocolate Flavored Coffee

Feeling: Untethered

Losing things is so difficult to deal with. I'm trying to let go of the things I've collected and with it, the strange binding ropes that keep me on a muddle-minded path. I don't want those holds, but who realized it would come from a few childish items I've kept from childhood. 

This little dancing ballerina.... I had it forever, but where did it come from? What was her story? 

My story? I was a really sick child so I don't remember much outside of hospitals. 

I do remember my room. My mom has been such a good "keeper" and has kept everything from my youth. But I wonder if it keeps me tied to that sick child? And would letting it go free me or will my identity still be a shadow of my youth? Will all my decisions be safe because I was hardly safe from an ill fate if science hadn't stepped in with such new medications....

Instagram is frustrating. It keeps suggesting books that I know I need to experience for myself. Books are so much cheaper than the decadent chocolates I long to buy. However, I now have over 300 books on my TBR list. Ann told me to put these books on while I clean. I would rather sit and listen to the books in stillness. 

I just finished C.S. Lewis book on grief. I can see why he's wildly read. He has a way with expressing thought/feeling in such a beautiful way that actually touched my mind and heart.

Someone mentioned that cleaning can be fun if you pretend you are cleaning up a crime scene. I thought that was hilarious, but it's actually helped me find spots that I never would have noticed before. Our place is starting to look like the day we moved in. There isn't much I can do with the white carpet though. We have rugs, but after 5 years, there are spots.

There is a horror museum that will open in August out here in California and I think it's full of iconic horror movies. I want to go so badly so I'm going to have to see what our schedule looks like. I told Sue about it, but Sue said "heck no" ..... okay, maybe "heck" wasn't the word she used. She really hates horror and I learned that the hard way, with a very strong punch to my arm. I'm surprised she even went to a haunted corn maze with us. 

Writing Update:

D.P. I have decided what my two alphas look like. There is so much heat between the two of them and its the wrong energy. I wanted tension, but this might be too much tension. I feel exhausted by it. Kissing and making up won't work. I need to keep writing until I can figure this out.

K.B.C. I finally got my demon clean and boy is he a cutie.... I think. 😂 My anti-hero thinks so too. I finally at Chapter 5 finally got a few hints on my anti-hero's background. I think editing will make everything so much cleaner. I'm really trying not to judge here. I have this story in one point of view, but I'm thinking I should make it two? Not sure yet, but I'm on Chapter 5 of this first draft.