No histrionics but somehow Rufus established himself as a cat Fig needs not to annoy, whereas Nigel is someone Fig will happily follow around.
Also, Fig made himself sick eating daisies, then tried to eat one again.
So, the folks across the road from our back woods are building a house. This is nothing new, they cleared the lot, oh, four years ago, and from time to time a truck and a couple guys would show up, perform Mystery Tasks and go away again.
Well, apparently they decided that This Summer is the Summer of the House, and they've been going at it, hammer, tongs, bulldozer, dump trucks, and electric drills from early to late. Last night, the last dump truck delivery happened at 9:30, as I was reading a chapter from The Cat Who Saw Red (we alternate chapters), and the cats were in their places in the kitchen, listening avidly (big Koko fans in this house; though Trooper thinks Yum-Yum is just shy) -- and we all jumped at least a foot when the gate slammed open.
It's gotten to the point that I can't really figure out what they can be building down there. Based on the amount of activity, it may well be an apartment complex. Or possibly a space elevator.
In other news, work goes forth. For the record, writing the last book in a five-book arc, which is simultaneously the last book in a 21-book arc -- is hard.
Today included baking another couple loaves of bread, which turned out well, and have been tucked into the freezer next to a half-loaf of last Friday's Pullman bread. I think we're good for bread for the next week or so. Which is a mixed blessing. May have to switch to making cookies for displacement activity -- which is a much more perilous undertaking.
I have, in between this and that, finished the first draft of "Due Diligence," and have put it aside to rest while I pursue other work. Such as choosing and reading the next story for our Patreon supporters*.
Speaking of which, I have one more bit of business to finish this evening, and then I'm done for the day.
Everybody stay cool.
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To flesh the matter out a bit further, let us just say that it's been a while coming. The reasons are many and varied - but largely due to my husband's job, which has been flying him back and forth to/from the West Coast multiple times a month...at great company expense and everyone's general exhaustion for the last couple of years. This, combined with a surprise offer on our home that we frankly could not refuse, plus a few other fiddly things that don't bear a dry retelling, have led us to conclude that we should make Seattle our home again.
We are in the process of purchasing a house out there, a little ways from the city but in a very good location (close to main arteries, nice quiet neighborhood, etc.). If everything goes according to plan, we will close on this new house on the 8th of next month.
Of course, things are not quite going to plan. There is a last-minute hiccup that has us sitting on pins and needles, because as of July 20th, we are officially homeless if this falls through. (Though in case of worst scenario, we will head to my dad's place in Kentucky until things are sorted out.) Never mind the fact that we must figure out how to pack up our existing household, and how to drive two 90-pound dogs and a couple of cats to the new digs. (No, we will not fly them. We have our reasons.)
Anyway, we're working on that, and I'm not asking for advice or suggestions.
The move will be difficult in any number of ways; but in the end, this is the right decision for us. Our Tennessee house has been purchased by a lovely woman with a deep appreciation for the historic neighborhood - and this little home, in particular. Honestly, she's exactly what the place needs next: someone with a lot of money who can finish the last big projects that we haven't been able to afford. I am proud of the work we've done on this house, and it's been a privilege to be part of its conservation - but it's time for us to move on.
Next up, something completely different: a killer mid-century modern that's been beautifully redone. It's a smidge smaller than our Tennessee home, but it has a two-car garage and some amazing outdoor spaces to make up the difference. (A bigass deck! And a massive fenced patio!)
I mean, that's what's next if everything works out. If not, Jesus. I don't even know. One way or another, we're out of our present digs by the middle of next month.
So if I've been distant and quiet on the internet, and if I'm frazzled and tired in person, well, now you know. This has been hanging over our heads for the last few months and the situation is coming to a head. It's taking everything I've got to keep from having a nervous breakdown, so kindly forgive me.
Right. Well. Thanks for reading, everyone. I'll try to keep the world updated on how things go. Tennessee, you've been good to me. Washington, here we come again...
We had a salad at the Chezcake Factory, we will be so pleased to have one on the east side later this year, mostly due to my being unable to get up very early and so we miss things like breakfast and brunch. Well, I miss them, my sister does get up early...
Am awaiting a response from my brother if he and his wife want to meet me for a casual dinner on saturday, since its my birthday and all. The sticky wicket part of this is that their daughters birthday was the 4th, and the weekend was all about her, so we shall see how it goes. We always had a family party for her (and I was included, but, she got the cake, not me) so they are still going through the first after her death events. I would like to have some acknowledgement of my birthday, so, ... it gets a bit complicated. But it would be nice if both my siblings would be there.
Today, a whole less hot, and I need to write out july bills and make VAMC phone calls. Tomorrow, I see my Neuro and we go over my MRI and my 2.5 years since the removal of the old brain tumor. Watering of the yard and garden are on the list too.
"Tennessee Williams with Air Conditioning"
(I read an article somewhere once that attributed the rise of the modern South to the invention of air conditioning, which made it possible for people in that region to actually work from 9 to 5 in the summertime without turning into puddles of economically unproductive sweat. The writer of the article, as I recall, seemed to vaguely resent this.)
Jasmine's closets are filled with the late MV's comic collection. She's been trying to find home for the 30 cartons of comics for the last decade. If anyone would like them, they are free for the picking up (in bulk, not piece meal. Sorry.).
If she cannot find a taker in the next week, they are going out to recycling.
Please contact me here or at jdnicoll at panix dot com for more details.
Clarification: you can take individual boxes if you like. You just cannot take individual issues.
So I posted: https://marthawells.tumblr.com/post/
I got my author's copies of the trade paperback of The Harbors of the Sun on Friday, so it should start showing up soon. The hardcover will probably be a week or so later, and the ebook will drop on July 4.
Murderbot got a really nice review on The Verge: https://www.theverge.com/2017/6/25/
Our protagonist got its name after killing a bunch of company employees on another planet a couple of years ago, but while it has a bit of a bloodstained history, this isn’t Hal from 2001: A Space Odyssey. It’s a dour security bot that likes to watch steamy soap operas, and would rather be left alone. After its murderous rampage, it hacked its own governor module, not wanting to fall victim once again to hardware manufactured by a company that cuts corners to save a buck.
Ann Leckie also liked Murderbot:
I’m not kidding, I can almost guarantee that my readers will enjoy this. I have already pre-ordered volume 2, which is out in January.
The Authors Auction for the victims of Grenfell Tower is going until June 27. My item is https://authorsforgrenfelltower.com/
and the whole list of items is
If you need a quick break today, "Night at the Opera" is still free at Podcastle in text and audio:
It's a prequel to The Death of the Necromancer
I'm doing a signing with Rachel Caine at Murder By The Book in Houston, TX, on Saturday, July 15, at 4:30, and you can order our books and get them signed and personalized and shipped to you: http://www.murderbooks.com/event/wells-
Yesterday when I walked the dogs with Eva, we passed one such car with a front bench seat.
Me: That's a nice car!
Eva: It's weird, it doesn't even have two seats in the front.
Eva: Wait, it has three seats. COOL! So you can have six people in the car! Why don't they do that now?
I didn't know the answer, but here it is. They were an option for much longer than I thought! I'd assumed they were regulated away, but apparently not. Whodathunk? (Random tangent - I wonder which is more common in English, "whodathunk" or "whodathunkit"? Google ngram viewer is completely unhelpful here.)
Anyway, today I saw three nice Cadillacs from the 50s or 60s... though given that they were all together, there was probably a thing they were going to. And last week I ran across an Oldsmobile that I'm pretty sure is from the 40s.
So as you can see, we do have a lot of classic cars in this neighborhood that you might randomly run across.
Chatter in the deep brain spurs empathy in rats
The day after Sweden switched from driving on the left to driving on the right, 1967 (LOL!)
'50s Ladies in Kodachromes: Looking Back to Women Fashion Over 60 Years Ago
Chickens may illuminate how humans developed sharp daylight vision
The story behind the dark Times Square subway poem (Yo, that's a really long tunnel, btw.)
Mosul celebrates first Eid without Islamic State in years (I didn't know henna was an Iraqi thing, but judging from those pictures I guess so...?)
Eid al-Fitr: What you need to know (Starting this year, NYC schools take off for Eid, but they're doing it tomorrow. And then I think school ends Wednesday. This is typical of the NYC school system. It'd make just as much sense to not take those two random days off in June and then end the year last Friday, but noooooooo. Don't know why I'm complaining, I don't have to deal with that nonsense, anyway.)
Muslims in Asia pray for peace as Ramadan holy month ends (There is a girl in one of those pictures wearing a red hijab with white polka dots and Minnie Mouse ears. It is so adorable, it must be seen to be believed.)
A Middle Eastern Spin On A Classic Latino Dessert: Rose Cardamom Tres Leches (Tres Leches is apparently quite popular in Turkey nowadays anyway.)
This Common Butterfly Has an Extraordinary Sex Life (Extraordinary and a little stomach-churning.)
Famous Women Have Been Defying Gender Norms and Rocking Menswear for Years
Gay pride parades sound a note of resistance - and face some
Stories About Disability Don’t Have to Be Sad
Planes aren’t the only things with wings buzzing at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base.
The base was the first military installation to earn the “Bee City USA” designation: The number of pollinator honey bees swarming around hives has flourished five fold in two years as the bees indulge in abundant food, water and nesting sites, officials say.
Philippine, Vietnam navies play sports on South China Sea island
The decline of electric guitar
Websites and apps are designed for compulsion, even addiction. Should the net be regulated like drugs or casinos?
Joe Arpaio on trial over immigration actions echoing Trump's
A Battle Over Prayer in Schools Tests Canada’s Multiculturalism
A risky fix to repair a city's gutted streetlight grid
The TSA is going to look through your books but promises not to notice what you're reading (When we talk about things that we should never have accepted as normal, the TSA and their shenanigans is top of the list.)
Journalists Condemn Trump Press Restrictions, But Don’t Expect Them To Boycott Briefings
Two factories Donald Trump bragged about saving are now laying off workers
Canadian leaders have given up on Trump—so now they're going around him
Shifting Dollars From Poor to Rich Is a Key Part of the Senate Health Bill (No shit.)
Pro-Trump group's health care offensive warns GOP senators to get in line
The Danger of Yemen's Secret Prisons (Content note: like all descriptions of torture, this is nauseating)