A Father’s Love

Faustina gets some laps in the pool then a bit of shock about what she is turning into in the city of Knoxville… essentially, her image is outstripping who she really is.  The question shall be:  does she try to catch up, or go another direction entirely?

Either way, her dad thinks this is all a crock and is worried sick about his little girl.

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Rehab

After not formally writing for a week and half, I feel as if I should be entering rehab; I have (looks about) five pages of notes from downtime at DayJob and quiet times about my house but when I just didn’t the time to sit down in front of the laptop.

That came to an end today.  Daughter #2 off on a cancer fun-raiser, wife doing something about the house somewhere… I’d no more excuses.  I fired up the pellet stove in the basement and came down thirty minutes later to write.  So far, it’s working.  3k words of Faustina’s recover in the Knoxville hospital flowed right out.  There’s much there:  her physical condition, the reaction of her family to her injuries, and her fervent desire to return to “her boys” as soon as she is able.  It will be a balancing act for her, in, I think, three parts.  Here’s part one.

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C&DC on Kindle

The Kindle ebook version is now available.  I hope to flog things together and get “Crosses and Doublecrosses” up on smashwords.com this weekend.

In the meantime, with about twenty minutes of downtime between making chemos, I saw why Thaad chose to interfere in human affairs, specifically when it came to the Chinese military dropping more rods onto Savannah.  Made about a page of  notes… perhaps I’ll try to write some tonight?

Savannah 3/3

Needs work.  Couldn’t quite get into the proper groove of things this weekend:  post Christmas and Daughter #1 back to college.  It was nice to have her home for three weeks; of course she’ll be back in five days as she wanted to come with us to Ohayocon on the 10th-12th.  That’s my weeb girl!

This is enough that when I rewrite it and edit it into a novel that it will work.  As any regular reader knows, I keep things sparse and terse.  It might be a little too terse here.

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Savannah, 2/3

Some good news.  Some very bad news.  Faustina is learning to think under pressure.

Most of my fam is out of the house for one reason or another tomorrow.  Barring any oddity I shall complete not only part three of three but also quite possibly bring Part One to a conclusion.  What little I have seen of Part Two is… rather weird.

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Savannah, 1/3

Hope everyone had the New Years Eve and Day they desired.  I’ve spent most of the morning avoiding writing (two loads of dishes, repaired a space heater, collating a week’s worth of leftovers) and the afternoon sitting down and writing.

Below the fold are the first moves against the city of Savannah and the Peoples Liberation Army units that occupy it.  There are several references to military history and we learn that like her Machine namesake, Faustina has what a normal person would consider to be a very odd sense of “fun.”

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