Drizzle


Well it’s raining in Los Angeles, which means that the bus is late and that the ride is likely to take all evening. If I’m lucky, the bus will be a weatherproof one and I’ll be able to do some writing once I get on board. If I’m not lucky, I’ll spend the whole ride dodging the water droplets that seep in through the emergency roof hatch and course along the lighting bands.

Living in a place as oppressively sunny as Los Angeles, it is easy to forget just how cold the damp can be. My fingers are stiff and stupid as I try to write on a damp touchscreen, balancing an umbrella over one shoulder in an attempt to keep at least the rain, if not the wind, off me. It’s the kind of day that makes me want to go home and soak in a bathtub and eat hot soup. I might still do so.

We’re just a few days from the end of November (I just wrote September, which goes to show how with it I am at the moment) so I started reviewing my goalsfrom the past month and to make plans for the next. My unofficial NaNoWriMo aspirations seem laughable now: I long since lost track of page count, word count, and the goal of sharing quotes from the projects that I was working on as ‘proof’ that I was actually working on them. But I did manage to complete a draft of my screenplay and I’m nearly up to six chapters of my novel, so I guess the proof is in the pudding. It does seem to have come at the expense of all my correspondences, however. So I may have to spend the next day or two playing some catch up.

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~ by Gwydhar Gebien on November 29, 2018.

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