Time Marches On


Trying to cram in some writing time before the gym.

Or cram in some gym time after writing.

Starbucks.   Because it's there.

Starbucks. Because it's there.

Either way, by waiting I miss the most crowded times. I’m surrounded by people all day long at the DayJob, and just do NOT want to work out in a big crowd!

Current audiobook getting me through my workout: Terry Pratchett’s The Fifth Elephant. I seem to be on a Pratchett binge lately.

The music at Starbuck’s is particularly annoying today.

We survived the hurricane just fine — only lost power for a couple of hours. Nothing broke, nothing blew away. Some tree branches that were formerly up are now down, but they weren’t big, and nothing important was beneath them.

Other parts of the state did not fare so well. We’re inland, and the Shore got hit the worst in Connecticut. A lot of my co-workers are still without electricity.

Ack! Time’s up!

2 Responses to “Time Marches On”

  • Sabine Says:

    I’m on a Pratchett binge, too. I’m listening to Equal Rites, about a girl who wants to be a wizard. I’d forgotten everything about it except the previous sentence, so it’s a real pleasure. Except I wish Stephen Briggs or Nigel Planer was narrating.

    • Rosemary Says:

      I’ve also been simultaneously re-reading the Tiffany Aching books. Just finished Wee Free Men and Hat Full of Sky.

      I think that because I’m overworked and stressed out, I really want to read something I already know I love.

      Nobody does wildly funny plus deeply true plus deeply moving as well as Pratchett. There are writers who can do any two of those simultaneously — but all three? Pratchett’s the only one who comes to mind.