The Happiness Thread

That's... beautiful.

And exactly how I feel. Every damn scene is my opening scene, how am I supposed to organize this?

 

I'm still trying to figure out how to work descriptions that don't involve character actions and speech...if that makes sense.

 

Had the most amazing little date last night. So happy.

 

Making some good progress in my WIP, finally I was able to put some lore of the world into the book which I feel is pretty cool, however it has lead to a fear i'll need to tackle in the rewrite, and that is to make sure my readers are not blindsided by the lore, or feel it's an F You. I have mentioned some of the world's lore early in the book but not sure if it's enough to prepare them for this part.

 

I'm working in a noir vibe, which means that my main character can narrate shamelessly. It's a cheat, but it feels right, so...

 

The chicken's leg is due to a traumatic leg injury and not perosis. While we can't afford surgery, the vet also said that as long as she isn't in pain, eats, drinks, and doesn't develop sores or infections then the chicken has a chance at living a somewhat normal life. She might wind up a "house chicken", but that's not a death sentence.

 

I haven't really had much reason to post here recently, but I sure do today! I talked with my tax guy, and he confirmed that I am eligible for a lower tax rate when moving money from Canada to the USA than I had been paying. This will save me pots of money over the next few years. Also, I'm going to get a refund because I've been overpaying for the past three years! A sizeable refund!

I am now in the position where I can make an offer on a new house! A better house than I'd been considering! Happy happy joy joy! Oh, frabjous day! I'm finally going to be moving out of SoCal this spring!

 

Only two more bus rides with this woman. Friday can't get here quick enough.

 

It's my day off! I caught up on some sleep and have been watching movies on netflix with my four year old. The movies haven't been the greatest, but being able to spend some time snuggling with my daughter makes me happy! She goes to her Dad's for a few days tomorrow. Plan to start Chapter 2 of my memoir today when my older daughter gets home from school and can keep the younger one busy.

 

So what's next? Are you going to open your own restaurant? If so, will writingforums.org members get discounts? How 'bout special discounts just for us mods? We need them 'cause we can't hold down jobs - being a mod is too time-consuming. If you do give special discounts for mods, are you afraid of prosecution for bribery? Favoritism? Because we mods, despite our utter poverty, are proud of our incorruptibility and we will prosecute you to the full extent of whatever rules we hastily come up with to keep you under control (while still allowing us to enjoy reasonably-priced meals). How 'bout the bathrooms - will you keep them clean? Because we have some messy members, like @big soft moose, who can be counted on to leave behind big soft turds and don't have hands or anything to clean up after themselves. I should mention that squirrels are remarkable clean and well-groomed, now that we're on the subject.

Anyway, we know you'll do the right thing.

 

Owls just crap wherever they perch. The bad news. Glass owls don't crap at all. The good news.

 

Sounds like glass owls are missing a tremendous opportunity! Glass crap might be worth money!

 

As we established last week, demons like me have antigravity feces. You'll walk into the bathroom, trying to find the source of the horrible stench coming from it, but find that the porcelain and the floor are spotless. Suspicious, you lift the lid of the tank, thinking some prankster has upper-decked you, but no, that's not it. Somehow it smells worse when you stand up straight, and slowly, your eyes drift upward, widening as they see the earth-toned Jackson Pollock clinging wetly to the ceiling...

 

Oh dear Lord... the places antigravity feces could lead! ("Antigravity Feces" would be a good name for a rock band. Or "Colon Rectum and the Antigravity Feces." Members of the band could have passports that say, "Occupation: Antigravity Fece." Or, "Flying Feese.")

 

I've got loads of glass crap lying around and nobody wants it, even for free. The Bin....

 

Well, as long as it stays there. At least we won't be stepping in it.

 

I didn't know moose could climb trees! Thanks for the nightmares!

 

to whit, to woo... Leave the squirrel's drey alone, or your head will end up on a wall. Karma....

 

Yeah, so I stumbled in on a strange conversation.
If Moose was in Alaska, he could sell his crap for Christmas
Ornaments, and jewellery. Alaska is strange, and huge.

 

Scatology is a growth industry in Alaska. Go Northwest, young man! Seek your fortune in the great land of moose poo!

 

I lack the necessary blubber to survive the harsh winters.