I’m working on taxes and started on chemo again today, so I needed a little whimsy in my life. These are clipart PNGs (owl, mouse and flowers) on the plate and painted backgrounds, some overlayed to give the painted effect through the window and on the wall. I do a lot of color coordinating also to make it feel more natural. It’s just a fun thing to do when I’m stressed out.
I also cut back more branches to clean the crepe myrtles up. Lots of work to go.
Hope you have some whimsy in your life!
Terry Spear
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
Stay put, young man, help will come! Plus, he has his best friend with him to take care of him, though for the moment he’s more interested in the bird.
They put me on steroids because of all the horrible swelling and painful lesions I was having, and the great news is that they stopped all of that and the immature white blood cells are gone, no longer mutating into new cancer cells as of 3 days ago. The other great news about steroids is I finally have clarity on the story!
Woohoo!!! I wrote probably 4,000 words last night, vital scenes to add to Protecting the White Bear. I just was so excited to finally get some ideas that are working.
The downside of the steroids is that I had an hour and a half of sleep. I can’t sleep. But otherwise, no fevers and that was causing nausea, so doing sooooo much better, and my dr. is weaning me off the steroids, probably the last day today, which makes 3, and she gave me the lowest dose there was. I really needed it. The left side of my face was swelling something terrible, under the chin on the left side, couldn’t sleep because of the excruciating pain on the lesions on my head. So the steroids took care of all that and I felt normal again.
She said it was like I was in the middle of the battlefield between the chemo and the cancer cells and she was removing me from the battle. Which suited me fine. I was on the sidelines cheering the chemo on.
And of course, when I wasn’t thinking of Protecting the White Bear I was thinking about the vampire run hospital that cures patients of cancer while taking their blood. I mean, you know this all has to come up in a story, right? Only pararnormalized.
Okay, I have to eat, and then it’s back to writing until I can finally sleep.
Have a super fun day. I’m super excited about the book!
Terry Spear
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
So one of my friends asked me where the Christmas Tuxedo cats were??? I created this one this morning for her. I had one for years until she passed away at the age of 16. She was a kitten rescue, and the Cat Welfare Society, made up of senior citizens in New Jersey, was trying to find her and her twin brother a home after they were found scavenging at a dumpster.
I was living in an apartment, working on my master’s degree, in the army, constantly away, and she was the perfect little companion, more like a dog than a cat. She would climb into my then paper sacks and I would go to lift them, and instead of being empty, they would be heavy. She had snuck inside.
She loved to slip under my covers and I’d see an unnatural lump in my bed. I would play mouse with her, and she’d try to catch it while my hand was moving on top and she was trying to get it from under the covers.
She would slide her paw under the bathroom door to get my attention. It always made me laugh.
When I finally had a home and a Lab, she knocked off Christmas balls and batted them across the floor until they hit the wall and broke. I thought my puppy had done it, but then I caught Trixie at it, who truly was full of tricks.
She never climbed on kitchen counters or tables, just on windowsills and on my bookshelves. She loved to ride at the back of my neck when I drove across the country on moves. She hated a cat box, so she rode where she could look out the window most of the time, sometimes on the top of the backseat.
My mother was with me on one of those moves. In the spooky motel where wild things were going on–we even put a chair against the door–the cat jumped on top of my mother, who let out a blood-curdling scream. I thought the wild things were breaking into the motel room! My mother was much scarier than the cat. LOL, I was used to Trixie doing that, and she’d settle down on top of me.
Lots of fun memories.
I’m off to write, getting nearer to the end of Stolen Highland Dreams.
Hope your day is going great and no wild things are wreaking havoc with you!
Terry Spear
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
It feels like 33 and for us, that is polar bear weather!!!
Little one will be here shortly. I’m off to get ready. I took the dogs out super early this morning in the dark and I think they were chasing a rat or several. I can’t imagine squirrels foraging in the dark.
Have a great day!!!
Terry Spear
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
Little one will be here soon, and we are going on a grocery shopping adventure. The cupboards are bare. And we’re supposed to get rain when we pick up sister from school. We need rain, so that’s a good thing.
Off to get things done before he arrives!
Have a super duper day!
Terry Spear
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
Sometimes it sounds fun just to escape to the sea.
I’m off to work on the story. I spent all day yesterday working on other stuff. So it’s time to get back to the book. Can you believe it’s already September???
Have a fun splash of a day!
Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
Still playing with the baby mythological creatures artwork. And working on the Highland story.
We actually got 1/2″ of rain yesterday. It was WONDERFUL. And I had a delightful time with my granddaughter at lunch yesterday. I get to go to grandparents’ lunch with her on Friday next week, so looking forward to it. I’m glad she’s still loving that I come.
Little one will be here shortly, so need to get my chores done before he does, or it takes me twice as long. He always has 2nd breakfast here. lol
Have a beautifully fantastical day!
Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
The seahorse is waiting for her mother to take her out to sea. I loved reading about different mythologies around the world as a kid. I still love the mythological creatures from those stories.
That is my fun whimsical morning. So I started working on One Enchanted Evening–the 2nd in the Fortune Telling Series. I already have written 25K on it, though I might remove some of one of the chapters. And I have, to my surprise, 44K on a medieval Highland story. It was 90K, but I removed a lot of it down to about 20K and have been working on it off and on for years. Soooo, I’m thinking of tying it in to a couple of my earlier books to make it part of a series, and finish it up. I’m going to see if any of the rest of the story that I cut might still work with the revised novel. I never get rid of what I cut out because you never know when the scenes might come in handy and work again with the story.
So I’m off to work.
Have a really special day!
Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
