I dream about this place

I had a sad sort of half-dream this morning as I lazed in and out of sleep all morning… there were a few snippets of visions, but the one that came closest to catching my attention, making me believe, getting me out of bed to see if it was true …

I dreamt someone had commented on one of my posts. I remember seeing the email that meant someone had commented, and then … then I went to my website and there were half a dozen flowers, mostly blue, but at least one yellow, that I hadn’t planted. People were posting on my site again.

I dream about this place. I dream about getting comments, about people clicking on that log and posting things.

Did you know I added a new author, gave someone new access to the basic areas of Modern Evil a couple of months ago … in my dream, some of the posts were hers.

The other snippets of dream were all about her, too…

I once had a teacher

I once had a teacher who was fond of using phrases like “If you can go one day without it, you can go two days without it. If you can go two days, you can go four.” and so on and with different periods, often extending the idea to the end of time. He would use these examples to prove both sides of arguments. For example, if I can go without chocolate for one week, surely I can go without it for two. And if I can go without chocolate for two weeks, surely I can go without it for a month. And if one month, why not two or twelve? And fine, Yes, I don’t NEED chocolate.

But I can probably go one day without water. And I might be able to go two. But I don’t think I’d make it to four. And a week would probably kill me.

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Books, books, books

The first pass at editing Book Two is … basically done. I may get some more feedback from Pat this weekend, and I may find some of it useful (there’s a strong possibility that I’ve already changed much of what she is going to suggest needs changing, as we discovered last night) and integrate it in the Pre-Release Edition of the book. Though at this point in the layout process, that’s annoying. But not impossible.

Heck, now that I think about it, I probably have half a dozen little things to change about Book One before I update its cover and contents this weekend.

Sigh.

It’s going to be a long weekend.

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Talk is "cheap"

Did I mention that due to talking so much on the phone at the wrong hours, I have an exciting $117 in overages charges on the most recent bill? Yeah.

And I’m glad to pay it.

But in discussing it with my father (who gets the bill, since it’s on a “family share plan”), I mentioned that I’d pay even more if I could just get recordings of those nearly 700 minutes of phone conversations I had in that billing period. Alas, such a service is not yet available. Going back over my conversations to see what words actually came out of my mouth sure would be handy for me. I’m sure everything I said was true, but … I’m also pretty sure much of it was insightful into things I haven’t realised the full details of yet.

Then again, if these recordings existed they could be sound-bite-sized down and used against me. For example, more than once in that persiod I said things like “…but what about all the GOOD things Hitler did?”