Song mood: Follow Your Arrow by Kacey Musgraves.
I don’t want to do anything or be anything today. I made the mistake of asking for extra spicy salsa for my tacos last night. Basically it was a diced up habanero in water. Which, burned while eating. And continued to burn through out my intestines. It upset my bowels the whole night and well into the early morning. I woke up early as well. If I had a significant other, she would have tugged on my shirt and I would have asked for something like salsa verde, or mild salsa.
Currently, I’m reading Mary Oliver’s A Poetry Handbook. I think this will help out with writing different poems. Though I like The Triggering Town by Richard Hugo, I’m hoping this has more of the nuts and bolts of writing poems. I think of Richard Hugo as my grandfather in writing poetry. He taught Art Homer poetry and Art Homer taught me.
My thoughts on my fantasy series: I’m thinking of writing a collection of short stories and novellas. I originally thought of doing a series of novellas and now instead I think I will do collection of stories instead. Some of the stories will be of the Dark Prince and others Milo de Ford. It is quite possible that the whole thing will be a thousand pages long. But it will be short stories, novellas and a novel. The novel being the final book.
My focus will still be on mystery novels. But with the one epic fantasy. It’s a thought. I continue to work on my Inspector Trevor novella.
I was going to upgrade my phone, but the cell phone rep convinced me to wait a month or two while the new iPhone comes out. It makes sense. I miss the days of the iPhone four, when the battery lasted four or five days. Now days, even the new phone will last every other day.
I think I will work on two types of brainstorming: one for new stories. Two for the massive volume of stories I thought of in my whole life. So like the ideas for the hitman with precognition trilogy, can be written down. Then when I get back to the list, I can determine if the idea will be a short story, novella or novel.
Well, that is me on a dreary Saturday.