The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

[MrPixel]

I had my choice of bed rest at home or in the hospital. I chose home.

Glad you have family to look after you. The problem with "bed rest at home" is that without that help, "home" can be chaotic especially with a youngin and you don't get the prescribed rest. Rest well, Millie, and let your body heal.

 

[MillieDynamite]

Yeah, I'm sure Jo's about to burst through the door, slam shut the lid of my laptop, and order me to sleep. I have meds for that! I hate taking dope of any kind. But I guess I will. How else will I get better and back to bullying all of you guys?

Glad you have family to look after you. The problem with "bed rest at home" is that without that help, "home" can be chaotic especially with a youngin and you don't get the prescribed rest. Rest well, Millie, and let your body heal.

 

[Duleigh]

How else will I get better and back to bullying all of you guys?

Personally, I can't wait!

 

[NotWise]

It's February, so the amaryllis are starting to flower. February is the brownest time of year here, so it's nice to have the color.



The red one is new to me. It's cybister "Bogota" and here's a close-up.



The other one is cybister "Emerald." The cybisters are always to first to flower. "Emerald" isn't new to me, but I'll get three flower stalks this year: two from this bulb and one from an offshoot that's flowering for the first time. The flower stalks on both of these bulbs are almost three feet high, so they tower over the dining table.

 

[TarnishedPenny]

impressive!

 

[Duleigh]

I can't get my Amaryllis to bloom down here... I think my step son running over them with the lawn mower might have something to do with it.

 

[Candy_Kane54]

There's a fresh pot of coffee brewing and the teapot is full and hot for those who enjoy a cuppa. There are some jelly donuts on the counter.

Didn't get a lot of writing done yesterday despite an inspiration that quickly petered away. I'll try again today ...

 

[magnetarhanggliding]

The jelly ones are my weakness! Thank you, and good morning!

 

[Belegon]

I'll gladly have another cup of coffee ... and definitely need to get some writing done today... I have a WIP that is a sequel to the first story I ever posted on Lit. That first story had a lot of autobiographical elements. After my recent parting from my wife, I was feeling pretty down and my thoughts went a bit backwards.... like, a large bit! I started thinking about the girl I lost my virginity with, 40 years ago. The physical description and name in the story are not the same, but much of the "action" is similar to that first time. Thoughts of her and memories of our time together got me started on a "what would happen if" line of thought and so I started writing a story of what would it be like if Lance and Gena met up after the same gap that Will and T. have since having seen each other in real life. So it is a bit of fantasy fulfillment and daydreaming. Some of the elements are true again. Like that T. was on a delayed entry program for the Navy when we first met. So ten months after we met the U.S. military took her away from me. She was assigned to the other side of the world after basic training and we've never seen each other again. After she had been gone for about six months, She found someone else, as would be expected for a nineteen year old. I was heartbroken, but only because she moved on first. It wasn't very long after the "dear John" letter that I also had a new partner. But T. and I never had a single serious argument and we were basically head over heels for each other for a year. So she exists in this perfect place in my skull. Untainted by any bitterness, still as lovely and smiling in my mind as she was the last morning before she left. I've always hoped that she has a similar memory of me, and of course in this story that is exactly what I portray, lovers who have no reason to hesitate even after such a gap. I may continue it in another story into a reunion with a third character, which is Lance and Gena's first threesome partner. That part isn't drawn directly from life. I certainly had a playful encounter with the real life counterpart of that 3rd character, but it happened on New Years Eve, a week or so before T. and I had our first date. We'd met already, but not gone out. I believe T. played with her as well, later, but we never really talked about it. T. and I were both very much discovering ourselves at the time and one of the things we were discovering was whether or not we were interested in same sex encounters. So we had a semi-open relationship, with the open part limited to same sex encounters. The idea was basically disclosure without details. T. disclosed to me that she was interested in playing with S., but I don't know for certain if they ever did.

Anyway, I wrote 9500 words of re-discovery before I even got to where I wanted the sex to happen. Now I'm there and have just started that scene, but I'm finding I'm not as interested in the sex as I was in writing the reunion. I'm sure that will pass and I would like to write the sex scene today. Part of me is seriously curious what the reaction will be to the story, especially since it is as personal as a story can get. With the exception of one other story (Wingman) that is pretty much pulled directly from real life, this is as close as I've come to putting my actual history out there in front of an audience.

 

[NotWise]

Anyway, I wrote 9500 words of re-discovery before I even got to where I wanted the sex to happen. Now I'm there and have just started that scene, but I'm finding I'm not as interested in the sex as I was in writing the reunion. I'm sure that will pass and I would like to write the sex scene today. Part of me is seriously curious what the reaction will be to the story, especially since it is as personal as a story can get. With the exception of one other story (Wingman) that is pretty much pulled directly from real life, this is as close as I've come to putting my actual history out there in front of an audience.

Sometimes sex is not the most important part. The Romance readers seem to be down with that, but other readers might need some convincing.

I actually made the term "WIP" true for the first time in a few weeks. The priority task at work is in hand and I was able to write a little this morning, but the schedule I once had in mind is out the window. Medical imperatives will do it every time.

 

[NotWise]

How warm has it turned? I'm irrigating the lawn, and moved all the amaryllis outside for sun. Through most of the spring, the wind on sunny days will be too harsh for me to put the plants out, so I'll take the opportunity when I can.

 

[Duleigh]

That's it... it's over. I finally finished a series I started in 2018. I brought Andi's Dream to a happy conclusion after 712,757 words and sent Chapter 20 off to Laurel for her magic.
Does anyone else suffer from separation anxiety when completing a huge project?

 

[TarnishedPenny]

Does anyone else suffer from separation anxiety when completing a huge project?

Postpartum depression, perhaps.

BTW, Mr D, thanks for returning the cold weather we lent you. The wind chill outside is -36°C, which is about the same in Fahrenheit.

 

[Duleigh]

Postpartum depression, perhaps.

BTW, Mr D, thanks for returning the cold weather we lent you. The wind chill outside is -36°C, which is about the same in Fahrenheit.

That wasn't me, that was my story The One that Got Away. A mature romance story in the North Dakota prairies. There was an Alberta Clipper in there and it must have gotten loose

 

[Belegon]

Medical imperatives will do it every time.

A point of view I've become far more familiar with the last couple of years.

 

[Duleigh]

Why Veterans Hate the VA​

1. I drove 36 miles and reported to a civilian eye doc for my biannual exam, they said take this form to the VA clinic next door. It was 3:00 PM but the VA had closed (of course, it was friday)
2. Monday I drove 36 miles to the VA clinic and gave the VA clinic the form. They said "we'll call you"
3. Friday VA called and said come pick out your frames. I drove 36 miles to the VA clinic and picked out frames. They told me how wonderful their new system was for making glasses
4. Glasses came, they're heavy and wrong, everything is out of focus and makes me nauseous. I drove 36 miles to the VA clinic and they said, "the doc calculated (insert official sounding words) wrong. We'll fix it.
5. Glasses came, the left eye is perfect, the right eye everything is out of focus and makes me nauseous. I have to drive 36 miles to the VA clinic after work tonight to hear (insert official sounding words) which boils down to "I couldn't be bothered to get it right the last time you were here"

If - I repeat - IF the next pair of glasses are right I will have to go back and get them fitted. All in all I will have driven 432 miles for a pair of glasses, and when I request milage, they're going to say "For a pair of glasses? Are you crazy?"

I don't know if it will ever be strong enough for a Monday...​

 

[Candy_Kane54]

It's time for the morning coffee check so I've made sure there's a fresh pot brewing. The teapot is also refreshed and hot and there are several different rooibos teas to choose from as well as the usual Earl Grey. I made some brownies and they are on the counter. I plan to make a cornbread later and if you're good, I'll bring it in tomorrow to share.

I've starting doing a major rewrite on my latest story, inspired by a story I heard yesterday that got me thinking about my story and how I could get out of the funk I've been in. So far, I've enjoyed writing for the first time this year and I'm going back to it over in the corner. Hopefully, the clacking of the keys hitting the paper won't get too loud ...

 

[magnetarhanggliding]

I've got a cuppa in front of me as well as some yogurt and granola. My latest story was submitted last night. Browsing through the work emails and slowly starting my Monday. Hope everyone is well and that your week starts off well!

 

[Belegon]

It's time for the morning coffee check so I've made sure there's a fresh pot brewing. The teapot is also refreshed and hot and there are several different rooibos teas to choose from as well as the usual Earl Grey. I made some brownies and they are on the counter. I plan to make a cornbread later and if you're good, I'll bring it in tomorrow to share.

I've starting doing a major rewrite on my latest story, inspired by a story I heard yesterday that got me thinking about my story and how I could get out of the funk I've been in. So far, I've enjoyed writing for the first time this year and I'm going back to it over in the corner. Hopefully, the clacking of the keys hitting the paper won't get too loud ...

I haven't had any good homemade cornbread in a long time!!!! Excited! And snagging a cup of coffee...

YAY! for getting out of the funk and enjoying the writing!

 

[MrPixel]

Morning all! Going out for breakfast and coffee this morning so we aren't starved for our usual lunch at 3:00 or so - during peak sunshine and warmth. The forecast says sunny and upper 60s today, so I'm treating C to time off to lay out and absorb some whole-body Vitamin D for a change. So take that, SAD!

 

[MillieDynamite]

I just had oatmeal for breakfast with orange juice. I'm drinking my first cup of coffee and watching Mum and Donnie plot something behind my back. Mum keeps telling me to get back in bed as I finish eating. I have a slice of dry toast left and I'm eating it one small bite at time between sips of coffee wanting to write and try not to get behind while I'm under the weather. But Mum, being Mum, doesn't want me to exert myself, not even my brain. Sigh, I hate being ill.

I think its almost time on the schedule to cough up half a lung. Who the fuck dreamed up pneumonia anywho? Surely the devil not any God would do this to people.

 

[Duleigh]

I just had oatmeal for breakfast with orange juice. I'm drinking my first cup of coffee and watching Mum and Donnie plot something behind my back. Mum keeps telling me to get back in bed as I finish eating. I have a slice of dry toast left and I'm eating it one small bite at time between sips of coffee wanting to write and try not to get behind while I'm under the weather. But Mum, being Mum, doesn't want me to exert myself, not even my brain. Sigh, I hate being ill.

I think its almost time on the schedule to cough up half a lung. Who the fuck dreamed up pneumonia anywho? Surely the devil not any God would do this to people.

Yuk! I hate pneumonia. Last time I had it I was coughing up little blobs of blood and wondering where they came from. I called my doctor and she said, "Where are you?" I said "Walmart." She freaked out for some reason, but I ended up in bed with a granddaughter taking command. Her mother gave her a wiffle ball bat and told her to use it on me if I got up.

Stay in bed, it's less painful that way.

 

[Rustyoznail]

Candy, the solid "kerchunk" of a Remington doing a carriage return is a soothing sound to a writer. Not that i've actually done much writing on one, but we did have one at home when I was a kid.

Millie, that sucks. I've had it, and staying in bed is the go. Doing too much too early can really do a number on you. All the best.

 

[TarnishedPenny]

Morning all! Going out for breakfast and coffee this morning so we aren't starved for our usual lunch at 3:00 or so - during peak sunshine and warmth. The forecast says sunny and upper 60s today, so I'm treating C to time off to lay out and absorb some whole-body Vitamin D for a change. So take that, SAD!

I hope it went well.

On my part, I drove out of the garage this morning and heard the tyres make that distinctive whump...whump...whump sound they make when it's been so cold that they've basically frozen, each with a slight flat spot that was against the pavement overnight. One has to drive for a bit until they warm up enough to become more round.

Winter is icumen in,​

Lhude sing Goddamm,​

Raineth drop and staineth slop,​

And how the wind doth ramm!​

Sing: Goddamm.​

Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,​

An ague hath my ham.​

Freezeth river, turneth liver,​

Damm you; Sing: Goddam​

- Ezra Pound​

 

[dmallord]

That's it... it's over. I finally finished a series I started in 2018. I brought Andi's Dream to a happy conclusion after 712,757 words and sent Chapter 20 off to Laurel for her magic.
Does anyone else suffer from separation anxiety when completing a huge project?

No. I never ever had a project like that size... ever. Maybe 30k stretched my imagination. Anxiety? Yeah when I first started. I'm over that... sorta.