Lazy Morning

Lazy Sunday

Nowhere to go. Nothing to do if I got there. No money to afford anything because spending spree yesterday.

Jamaican chocolate cheesecake is very rich and very dense and I may spend weeks whittling mine down to next to nil. The rest of my family aren't fans. On one hand: more chocolate for me. On the other... Carbs are a weekends-only occupation. Boo.

I plan to freeze any remaining slices so that they don't go off in the interim.

Mayhem claims he's cured, and we'll see how that goes. The only problem now is getting him to have a balanced enough diet when all he'll eat is chicken, salmon, and undetectable veggies in mince.

On one hand, I'm pretty good at concealing vegetables in mince. On the other... we just got all these steaks and chops.

Sigh.

Kids'll murder you. Every single time.

Onwards to story!

Relax Day

Beloved is off to help their mum. I am superfluous to proceedings, so I'm in my Kigu and not doing a very lot at any pace at all.

Frankly, you're lucky to get this much blog. Starting this Monday, I will be chasing myself to submit Adapting to assorted publishers depending on their needs for approval.

With any good luck, I shall get something out there on the Pro Scene(TM). And if not... there's always Smashwords and Lulu.

It will feel

'Tis Tuesday, I must Patreon

The kitchen has been unfucked, and with some good fortune, I may be able to convince my little darlings to put away the clean stuff once they're conscious.

Of course they've fallen into the holiday mindset of staying up as late as possible and sleeping in as long as possible. It's the holidays. I'm only awake because I literally can't sleep past 5AM.

That said, I'm in my "not going anywhere" ensemble of Kigurumi and toe socks with optional uggs.

And because

Still can't focus

I had the most luxurious slug-a-thon, yesterday. Just me, my lappy, and a whole bunch of napping in-between writing some of the most ridiculously loving sex scenes I have ever put into the digital medium.

It was fun for me.

I'm not so very tired, any more, but the inertia is strong in this one. I'd much rather be writing some more sappy love scenes than doing my work. Or lounging with my Beloved and catching up on Star Trek: Discovery.

Or

Moanna and personal white noise

Saw Moanna. It's firkin brilliant. I'm loving that they paid attention to Pacific Island culture in general and lots of the art style too.

Things we can take away from Moanna:

It's possible to do a movie about POC without getting into semi-racist stereotyping [Looking at you "Please Bring Honour to Us All" in Mulan]
It's possible to have an animated female heroine who looks more like a real human and less like an alien [Looking at Tangled and all her weird,