Dreadful Typewriter

Unfancying up this place. I think I like it, despite all of the Blogger cruft. Autumn weather is finally here. Which means my body does its new thing of hating being cold because I'm old now and don't live in Florida where cold weather is a novelty. Oh I'm getting used to it, but I think I need a larger space heater. At least I will when my "office nook" is usable and I actually get around to using it. There isn't much color outside so far. I think all the rain washed out all the sugars and whatever it is causes leaves to change color. Also a lot of stuff just seemed to rot. It made the fungus happy anyway. Maybe I'll venture into the park that has lots of woods and look for mushrooms, if any are still around. It was dry and sunny today but it's going to get rainy again. I've been hearing it will be a "warm" winter which I hope means "no snow" because I'm done with snow now, it can cease to exist. I've been thinkin...

I finally got my clean laundry hung up and two days' outfits sorted and more or less ready to go. And the dishes done--something I try to do every night but I'd been slacking lately. I also got three bags of clothes to go to Goodwill in the trunk of my car. It felt so good to get rid of things I'd gotten tired of wearing, or seeing in my closet every day and not wearing and knowing I would never wear them. I also packed away most of the warm-weather clothes in the under-bed box. I tossed the pale-aqua comforter, in its bag, in my car trunk too, but I think I'll keep it for now. In case... I don't know, I have to leave in a hurry, or sleep in my car, or something (in the dead of winter not likely but well it's best to be prepared). I hope I can last in this hell-place until spring, and have money to move out on my own if I have to. The bathroom upstairs leaked water through my bedroom ceiling again. The upstairs neighbor was taking a bath, and we're not sur...

I got the car! A car. Not new, but new-ish, only 6 years old, a 2012 Nissan Versa SV. Here's a picture: Took that in the Target parking lot today. As you can see, it's a basic car. It's automatic, has a rear-window defroster (I've coveted one forever), the a/c works though the fan is noisy due to having a dead mouse or rat in it. (A long dead one, there is zero dead rodent smell.) The corpse was, of course, removed at the dealer, and they cleaned out this little pile of what I guess was the creature's nest, which we found when I looked in the spare tire well in the trunk. Otherwise the car was spotless. There's a scratch or two, but nothing major. I'm hoping it lasts me a while. That was my excitement. I'm still finding my way around inside, like getting the seat to be comfortable, figuring out how to use the audio (radio and cd player both seem to work just fine) and hoping the former owner kept it as well maintained engine-wise. I'll just have...

I have found the perfect description for my blog. (It's from Francis Bacon via Aristotle.) So which am I? It depends on how soon I get my coffee.

OK that first was kind of a test post. I guess I'll blog here for a while, until I get tired of it. Blogger has always been an easy site to use, it was the second site I ever blogged on (the first was Livejournal). I like Wordpress, but right now it's too busy for me to deal with. So what will I talk about here? Um, stuff. Yeah.

So there's been this "show us your rejections" thing going around Twitter and I think it kicked off some people to decide to give up writing and I saw a response where some person said it was "freeing" to just give up on writing novels and write for money and I thought... ...wait ...that's not helping. I mean yeah having your work rejected is depressing to your creative sense but wanting to make money is part of that and if you show up and say "well I just turned off my brain and wrote for money and it feels so much better!" how do you think that makes someone who is *definitely* not making any money off their rejected story or novel feel? God some people are dumb. I'm not tired of Twitter, but I think I need to get away from it more. I decided to try blogging again. I don't have any particular big ideas I have a burning need to talk about, but why not. Also I need to seriously work on my fiction so there is that. Of course, my fing...