Finally
Tomorrow cometh the countertop. Then, with a few minor tweaks such as connecting pipes under the sink, my kitchen will once again be whole. I couldn’t be happier.
Went to the Chicago auto show last Saturday. The economy’s effects on the industry was apparent, despite the attempts at glitz and glamour and same ole… I noticed there were fewer cars per square yard and not as many “fun” concepts. In some cases, there was only one example of a particular model where I know in past years there’s been several–a base model, a souped up model and a standard average one. Regardless, we had fun, took some cool snapshots and spent the train ride home with talk of “if you could have one car from the show, which would you take?”
I was bad. I didn’t write for two whole days because I’ve been nose to book. Kathy Reichs is my guilty pleasure. I absolutely love forensic stuff and her books manage to have so many threads, enough history and truth to make it feel like you’re learning something–and I never can (or try) to figure it all out. I just like watching it unfold. While I can devour a romance in a few hours, it takes me much longer to get through an equally thick KR book. I suppose it’s because I’m really trying not to miss anything. I get my money out of those books. ;)
But then I had a weird, fractured sort of dream last night with a few of those really “real” sensations–where I’m not just witnessing, I’m there, and wake up with what feel more like real memories than just recollections of a dream. In the past, those have worked as offshoots for stories, so I’m eager to see what I can do with this one. I have no idea who the characters were in this one…for real or as in future book characters. I’m letting it bounce around in my head for a bit before I start trying to stretch it beyond the bit I ‘know’.
That’s it for me. Lunch is over and I’m back to work. Happy reading, ya’ll!
February 18th, 2009 | #