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Oklahoma’s annual ice storm.

We have no power (as well as about 400,000 other people in our area).

It’s frickin cold here without power.

My mother in law has power at her house. And she made stew today. I :heart: my mother in law.

I do not :heart: ice storms. We just had one in January :dammit:

No power means no internet 😥 I start twitching without internet :hide:

We might be without power for a day….or maybe ten days :chair:

We lost our pear trees in our front yard. All of them. :herby:

I’m online right now using my mother in law’s phone line, i.e. dialup :nocomment:

Did I mention I’m on deadline? 😥

I really hope I’m back soon.

Yayyy and Bleh

I finished my book! On time, by the end of November, just like I said I was going to! :boobie:

Sometimes I amaze myself with my ability to know my writing so well. But at the beginning of this week I looked at what I had left to write on Riding Temptation, and figured I could maybe do 15-20K this week. Daunting, yeah, but I knew where I wanted to go and figured I could get it done by Friday if I really pushed hard.

I really pushed hard and I did it. Book’s done. Now I have to edit it. Ick. I’m taking the weekend off.

Plus I’m sick. I had a cold about a month ago. That led to a nice 3 week lingering cough. Now I have another cold. WTF? (I blame the vitamins I recently started taking. Damn healthy shit)

I should take the rest of the day off and not have to do the dishes, right? There should be some form of damn celebration for finishing a freakin book, shouldn’t there? :giggle:

Chapter Twenty Four

“Something about the area bothering you, Lou?” Mandy asked.

“Yes. I feel a strong pull to that location.”

“But if it’s part of the cemetery, the demons wouldn’t use it, would they?” Dalton asked.

“I wouldn’t think so, unless the ground there hasn’t been consecrated.”

“You have no fucking idea what you’re doing do you, Jaci?” Ryder asked.

“Not really.”

“For the love of dick.” Mandy rolled her eyes. “We’re talking bullshit here. Would you move the plot along so we can do something besides talk in circles?”

“Um, I’m thinking.”

“This whole scene sucks,” Angelique said. “I’m in crisis here and you’re diddling with stupid dialogue.”

“Ummm, I got my hair done today.”

Angelique rolled her eyes. “I could care less about your hair. We’re at the climactic moment of the book and we need some action.”

“Action. Yeah. I’m working on getting to that.”

“You suck,” Ryder said. “Let me take over.”

“I don’t think so. I’ll figure this out. Maybe I need a nap.”

“Somebody out there help us!” Angelique cried.

Ryder stood. “Get the lasers.”

“Oh, fine. No nap. Would you all just go away so I can fix this scene?”

“Start with the dialogue. I’m starting to sound sappy,” Dalton said.

Jaci sighed. “Now you’re all critics. I’m thinking of hitting ‘save’ and going to Sonic for a Cookie Dough Blast instead of writing anymore today.”

“There’s no Sonic in Italy,” Mandy said. “When do we go back to the States?”

“Next book.”

“Which we’ll never get to as long as you keep dicking around with this chapter,” Ryder said.

Jaci clicked “save” and closed the file.

That problem was solved. Ahh, blissful silence awaited her. She wondered if General Hospital was on yet.