Still trying to figure out the best way to mesh the Alex Gordon and Kristine Smith websites–shift Alex over here, or shift Kris over there? Thing is, I write different stuff under each name. Kristine writes SF/F while Alex writes present day supernatural thriller/paranormal. So I don’t think I want the sites to have the same style, font etc, which would mean sticking with what I have now–two sites, two blogs.
It would also mean cutting back on posting here until I have News. I will say that I am slowly learning how to format Word files for conversion to e-books. I will also say that even after using Word in various forms for over 20 years at the day job and the writing job, it still finds ways to irritate and confound.
Next week I’ll be spending a few days at a writing retreat with friends. Yes, there will be eating and wine and bitching about business, but also work. Sometimes taking a break from regular routine does wonders to jumpstart balky wips.
Life stuff going on. I switched insurance carriers a couple of weeks ago, and have been dealing with the incoming paperwork. Should be receiving the income tax packet from my accountant any day now. Pulling together and tabulating receipts–one of my least favorite things ever.
And now, on a happier note, time to write Christmas cards….
Damn, but it’s been a while.
Almost a year since I retired from the day job, and I don’t miss it a bit. I’ve been dealing with house repairs, though not as quickly as I would like. The worst job, going through all the worldly goods and disposing of what I no longer want or need, has been a slow go. I did get rid of a mess o’ unwanted weed killer, non-organic lawn care stuff, and acrylic paint a couple of months ago, but clothes, books, collectibles, furniture and assorted junk remain unsorted. Last summer I said I would do it during the winter, and during the winter I said I would attack it in the spring. Now, July is winding down. I did schedule some decks repairs–the guy who started the work last fall never finished and wouldn’t return my calls, so I needed to find someone else. That contractor will also be doing some work on my cupboards so I can finally get a dishwasher installed, which will be cause for much excitement in the realm.
As for the junk, it will get sorted. It has to. But I’m not looking forward to it.
Seven years today since my mom passed. I am not an anniversary/memorial person as a rule, for whatever that says about me. But today I had to do a lot of running around in the area around the hospital where mom was treated and the hospice in which she passed, and it got to me. Memories of driving from hospital to hospital to pick up records or to restaurants to pick up treats that she said she wanted and then wouldn’t eat–the spirit was willing, but the appetite was no longer there.
A restless day.
No updates concerning Jani e-bbok conversions. I thought I had something set up, but that may have fallen through. I may need to simply buckle down and do it myself.
Currently playing in the background is an old episode of Rick Steve’s Europe. Tuscany and Umbria. So gorgeous.