Not a whole lot of writig getting done. I did edit my story for the pink elephant shoot out. But mostly I've been working on the house, but that is over for awhile. The windows are boarded up, we got as much glass as we could out of the carpets, and the insurance appraisers been here. We have to wait for the insurance company to get back to us. Which means soon we will start getting bids from contractors, and then the work will start. I bet it is October before it is all said and done. Here are a couple of storm pictures. These were posted on chadrad.com the local radio station's website. I might post some pics of the damage to our house but it is mostly windows and one broken window looks a lot like another.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Last night a major storm hit our little town. Thunderstorms are common through out the summer but this one was huge. Power poles were knocked down, trees were uprooted, and the police are advising no one enter the trail park. Apparently multiple trailers were knocked off thier foundation and one was actually picked up by the wind and dropped on top of another one.
The damage at our house seems minor in comparison to that. Our roof is leaking, some of the stucco was knocked off the outer walls, and nine windows were shattered by the baseball sized hail. We had a rough time sleeping last night, our bed was covered in broken glass and hail during the storm. We ended up pulling our old mattress out of the basement and sleeping in the living room (I knew there was a reason I didn't throw it away, I was not just being lazy, as Jessy keeps telling me)
We lost power, cable, and internet for most of the night. But all our services are back up and know I am starting to think about our reaction to the storm itself. I think remembering might help me when/if I ever write a disaster story. So I am going to write down what happened so that I can remember.
About 6:00pm I looked out the window to see the strangest rain storm I have ever seen in Nebraska. We get hard rain a lot, the kind that hurts you if it hits you, but this was different. There was the hard rain and a fine mist, like you see in the tropical storms on tv.
I called Jessy over to see it. She got to the door just as the first baseball sized hail stone smashed into our sidewalk. We both rushed to the living room, our house is old and to go into the basement you have to go outside and that wasn't an option. Jessy grabbed her cell phone off the table. Our living room only has one window and that one is fairly well protected by trees.
Her nurturing instinct took over and she started trying to calm our dogs down. I suddenly felt very protective. I yanked the couch away from the wall. And told Jessy and the dogs to get into the closet. It is a big closet and the only thing in it is our Christmas decorations.
I ushered them into the closet just as the first hail stone shattered the living room window. I closed the door behind us and began trying to calm our dogs. Tucker whimpered the whole time incredbly frightened. Snags our other dog, was fine. He has an incredible faith in me and is never scared of anything as long as I am around.
Jessy called her dad, who lives 30 miles away and told him a storm was coming. Then we sat in the dark(the power went out) until the storm passed.
We locked the dogs in the dinning room, so that they wouldn't step in glass, as we surveyd the damage. After we saw all the broken windows my guy genes kicked in and I had to fix it. I began cleaning up. Jessy called her dad (he lost power, but the had no damage, the hail was only pea sized by the time it made it his house) and then her mom in California, and the insurane company and her brother in Portland, then she called her parents back.
These very different male/female reactions are very interesting to me. When I have more time I am going to analyze the motivations a little more. But for now I have to go work.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
I didn't get much writing done the last week and a half. I had a "flare up" of my lupus. What does that mean, I pretty much felt like I had the flu. I was tired, like really tired, I had joint pain, and felt "sick".
This time it was a little different, the joint pain from lupus is caused by arthritis, when you have a flare up it starts to develop in your joints. Before my knees ached and elbows hurt, but last week it was in my hands. My knuckles were swollen and it hurt to pick things up much less type. I am really hoping this is not common, I am just starting to figure out my voice when I am writing, I don't need problems typing.
I did get my story for the PHP Pink Elephant shoot out down. The theme was bloody carnival and I think my story is one of my better pieces of writing. I also finished the first chapter of Twilight of Worlds. When it rains it pours and I have ideas where both my other novels are going. I wish I could type three stories at once.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Okay I decided to shelve the two projects I have been having trouble with and I started on a new one. The working title is Twilight of Worlds, and I have actually made a rough outline instead of just flying by the seat of pants. We'll see if this works out better.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
I have a story in the July issue of Bards & Sages Quaterly. The Technician is the story of a computer technician. But it turns out that computers are a fantasy land, and to repair them the Technician must enter the land and play the part of a fantasy hero.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Zero Gravity has closed and all the rejections and acceptances have been sent out. With over 500 submissions it was taking up a ton of my free time, but I have no doubt it will be worth every minute. The final product is going to be amazing. This is going to be one I am really proud of.
The Summer Reading Program is all but over. We still have to give out prizes and have the end of the year pool party, but after that things should calm down a bit. Of course next week is Fur Trade Days, a local summer celebration. So next week I will be giving a presentation on the history of the library, and I will proably have to ride on a float in the parade, something which I am not looking forward to. Spending a few hours exposed to the July sun, when you are basically allergic to sunlight, does not sound like a fun idea.
But I should be able to hunker down and get back into Godswar. This little break has given me a ton of ideas.
Finally, it has been really hot here. Super hot. How hot you ask?
Hot enough to make classy well to-do old ladies drop the F-bomb. Thats right today when I was leaving the store, there was a group of older ladies in front of me. They were in thier 80s and 90s. They were all made up, complete with dresses and pearls. They looked like they were going to church. When they walked out the door one of them exclaimed "F--- it's hot out here!"
I couldn't help myself, I burst out laughing. Which made me feel like I was immature kid. Oh well. I'll just blame it on the f---ing heat.