Yes I'm still alive

Well It has been a bust two months since I last posted. Sorry for being so quiet of late. Good news is I love my job. Bad news is I have not written anything in a while. But I am working on an idea for a new story. I am going to outline it and try to start really writing it soon. I want to get back to my WIP "The Gloves" but I don't know when that will happen. I am going to try and make it soon. On a personal note I have finally started listening to podcasts. I know it is 2013 and I am just starting the podcast thing but I am always late to the party. One cast that I have found and just love it 'I should be writing'. It is just great with a working author as the host and she is so informed and fun to listen to. If you want something uplifting from a published and still working on author then check it out. Well this is just a short note to prove that I am still with the living; so have a great day/week!

Word count

So this week I have added 400 words to my short WIP. Not a lot I know but since that I have not written anything other than book reviews and stuff for grad school I am pleased. In addition I had a interesting dream that I am going to plot out for future work. This coming up week I have Dragon*Con but I want to try and finish the story. Then I do not know what I am going to work on week. I will take some time off from the short story before I edit it or give it for someone else to read. I think that taking time off after you finish a story is good for both the story and you. Clears the mind for edits and stuff.

So I'm back!

Well I have finished grad school and I passed my last term with all A's.
So I am going to get back to writing more than just book reviews. By September I want to have a short story that I started writing about a year and a half ago. Then I am going to give it to my spouse to beta read it. Then I need to start rereading his first novel to help edit. Wish me luck everyone! I hope that my self control is greater than my desire to be lazy. Or better yet the reason that I was having trouble writing was because I was so stressed and busy with grad school that now I am free everything will just come together.

What I have been writing

So it has been awhile since I have posted here. Up-date I am writing but nothing that I am going to publish either here or anywhere. Writing is more than just a dream or job with me. It is a way that I handle things. I have had some really good things happen to me in life like only two more classes until I graduate with my master degree and soon I hope to getting a job in my field. My writings for the past few weeks have been personal and helping me handle all of emotions from the past few weeks. Normally writing is used to help process negative emotions but I have to get all my feelings out be they good or bad. It is part of the Lupus I have to express myself or the Lupus will react. The body handles all emotions in the same way so when I have bad things like the deaths of some of dearest friends I write about. When I have something overwhelming good happen I write it out. In dealing with the deaths of my friends I wrote a ten page poem and I have things that I want to do with it. With good thing that happened this past week I write a four pages essay about it. So writing is my answer to all of my feelings good and bad. So sorry for no fun new stories for the past few weeks. I hope to have time and the desire to write some of the plot lines that I have running through my head for about the past two months. I will let you know as I get started with that. Thanks for reading!

It was what they had always dreamed of

It was what they had always dreamed of. Clove and Nix clasped their hands together as the sun set in front of me. The wind lifted sand from under their feet as the waves beat nearby.
“Do you think like here?” asked Nix in his deep voice.
Clove nodded still watching the sun slowly move into the sea. Nix smiled as he pulled her closer to him and kissed her forehead. No other sounds but the wind and water.
“It’s been so long since we had time together.” Clove said her voice softer than normal to not break the hush around them.
“Yes far too long.” Nix agreed.
The war was still raging out there in the universe but for now they were not part of it. Nix pulled Clove back to their open air tent. The white of the cloth was blazingly bright in the sunset going from white to orange. Inside there are was everything that they would need for a nice break from running from the Empire. Didn’t matter that the Emperor was dead everyone still wanted the plans in Clove’s head. Nix’s ship was close by and they had their net connections on but unless an empire vessel got too close then they would have no interruptions. Dinner waiting for them as they entered the tent. A fine spread of their favorite foods from Brie and chocolate to thinly chopped Alfal nuts from Nix’s home world. (They are like almonds with a bit of a bite at the end.) Nix took Clove’s hand to help her as she sat down. The cool breeze and low humidity helped with her constant pain. That and being with Nix, not in a dangerous life threatening way. Just her and him; on a beach. Nix’s finely scaled hand pulled at her skin slightly but nothing she was not used to.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked.
“Just that I’m so glad that we’re here, alone and alone.” Clove reply smiling at him.
Nix smiled back and pulled her closer to him.
“Me too.”

The Will Reading

The heirs, sat, waiting for the announcement. He prepared himself for a riot when he read the will. The eldest son was there but he was glaring at everyone but his friend. Cal was more likely to bite heads off than smile; so far his pretty friend (Olive that was her name strange human name) had managed to keep from him from doing that. Cal was the only child of the chieftain to not only leave the area but the planet itself. He had made a name for himself as an import/export specialist and was now the wealthiest of the children. In addition to his fully functional third eye. Thank the spirits that Cal had it behind a bandanna so his siblings would 'feel' safer. The lawyer knew that the bandanna did nothing to stop Cal from reading minds or deciding to hurl that seven foot wooden javelin through one or all of their heads. The lawyer swallowed trying to get up the courage to read this damned will.
"Well, get on with it. Some of us have other places to be." Cal said glared at everyone but Olive.
She made a hissing sound at him and he frowned at her. For about half a second before just frowning at everyone but her.
"Yes my brother is right. Father's dead, burned, and now it is time to see who has the most power now." Talkt the first legal son but second to Cal spoke up.
"Y..yes of course." The lawyer stuttered out picking up the thin paper. He broke the seal on it and rolled it open. Of course there was the usual things, like money for the chief's concubines, with some extra for Cal's mother as the mother of the first son. Then came the big things. The things that were going to get some people killed and as the sweat rolled down the back his neck the lawyer said:
"And to my son Cal I leave the deed to...

Moving spider eggs

I had never seen one as big as that before. And that was saying something because I had been shipping ‘unusual’ things for about ten years now. I looked up at the client who was smiling at the giant ice spider egg the way a new mother looks at her baby. I was tempted to take off my bandana, that protected my third eye, and read his mind but decided against it. Anyone who looks at giant ice spiders, or at least their eggs, like that was head I had no business in.
“When can you guarantee delivery?” Mr. ‘Smith’ asked.
“Well I think that I can get to the over side of Neptune by tomorrow about nine in the morning.” I replied.

Mr. ‘Smith’ nodded, still smiling at the egg, as he signed my paperwork. He did not even notice the 25% mark-up I had added because it was a GIANT ICE SPIDER EGG. Even if I had pointed it out he would not have cared. After all no other shipper would touch it not just because it was a giant spider egg but mostly because you cannot just buy one from the net. But that was why he came to me and that was why I was in business. Import export business was a lucrative trade; if you stomach and/or live through your first job. Not the strangest thing that I have moved but definitely one of creepiest. I knew that I was going to be having dreams about this one for a while.
I put the egg in cold storage and locked the door. No way that thing was going to hatch while I was delivering it. The run was good. I got the thing out of my ship, signed for, and I was taking off when the first hairline cracks started showing on it. I was glad that I got paid up front. Ah the beauty of the modern age, credit sticks run through within twelve hours, and I had cleaned that 'Smith' out.