I slept poorly again last night. Slept for about the length of time the decongestant worked, then tossed ad turned. I finally feel back to sleep and dreamed of storms. Not just rain or thunderstorms, but the really severe kind that spawn tornados. Younger versions of my sister and I were with my maternal grandmother, and the storms were coming. There wasn't much narrative other than that. It was very odd.
Since I wasn't sleeping, I took drugs and heading off to my writer's group meeting. Where many in the long line of people sharing publicatio data started their time at the mike with, "So I have a sinus infection..." Clearly, the crud is strong in the state of Georgia. I was doing okay until the decongestants started wearing off, and my eyes started watering and wanting to just close, and the pressure behind them was just awful. Miserable stuff.
I did stop at the bookstore, since books are my comfort things. I got a YA set in imperial Russia called The Gathering Storm, about a young noblewoman who is able to raise the dead. It's the first in a new trilogy. I also got a book called Demon Lover about a folklorist who writes a wildly popular romance novel about a demon lover and is hired by a Gothic-type university in New England where she runs into a real one. I confess, I had a moment of squee as I thought, "This book is like the Mary Sue for me and a lot of people I know."
Diana Rowland also released a new book in her Kara Gilligan series about a Louisana detective who is also a demon summoner. It's a nice blend of urban fantasy and police procedural, and this book, Sins of the Demon, has all sorts of tentacles wrapping around Kara. I might have squeed a little at that too.
So it has been pouring and thunderstorming on and off for much of the day. I'm wondering if there was a bit of stormy weather this morning to inspire my rush of storm dream. Not enough to wake me, but enough to percolate through me.
Also, it was 60 degrees today. It shouldn't be 60 in January. That's just...wrong.
Since I wasn't sleeping, I took drugs and heading off to my writer's group meeting. Where many in the long line of people sharing publicatio data started their time at the mike with, "So I have a sinus infection..." Clearly, the crud is strong in the state of Georgia. I was doing okay until the decongestants started wearing off, and my eyes started watering and wanting to just close, and the pressure behind them was just awful. Miserable stuff.
I did stop at the bookstore, since books are my comfort things. I got a YA set in imperial Russia called The Gathering Storm, about a young noblewoman who is able to raise the dead. It's the first in a new trilogy. I also got a book called Demon Lover about a folklorist who writes a wildly popular romance novel about a demon lover and is hired by a Gothic-type university in New England where she runs into a real one. I confess, I had a moment of squee as I thought, "This book is like the Mary Sue for me and a lot of people I know."
Diana Rowland also released a new book in her Kara Gilligan series about a Louisana detective who is also a demon summoner. It's a nice blend of urban fantasy and police procedural, and this book, Sins of the Demon, has all sorts of tentacles wrapping around Kara. I might have squeed a little at that too.
So it has been pouring and thunderstorming on and off for much of the day. I'm wondering if there was a bit of stormy weather this morning to inspire my rush of storm dream. Not enough to wake me, but enough to percolate through me.
Also, it was 60 degrees today. It shouldn't be 60 in January. That's just...wrong.
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Squee. I was already gigglesnorting before I got to that last line.
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Hope you are better soon.