Better now than last night, though exhausted; awakened early by some asshole honking his horn. A lot.
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This was a good month for WTD, creatively (I loved working with Kyth, and I feel energized, not drained!), and financially (paid for Elayna's after-school clubs and trips, my mask, and assorted other stuff, and I'll have some money to send to blackpaladin for my corset).
The next WTD will be one week long, 'round Halloween.
So here's an idea. Shayara by subscription.
I'm already planning to write Act One out in its entirety and send it out for art; it will not see the website til it's arted.
Maybe I could do a subscription-based chapter-a-week thing. $10 a month or so. That would start when Act One is done, so I could be assured of not having an off week and skipping/losing my stride. This would be a sneak peek; you'd get to read the story a few months early. Also there could be numerous other perks.
Would anyone be interested in that?
I'll basically be spending my whole day cleaning. This house falls into massive disorder when I'm not around. Cleaning and unpacking and decompressing.
Pumpkin IV: Pumpkin with white sage, cherry tobacco, honey, smoky vanilla, cedar, and pine.
In bottle: Pumpkin and honey!
On me: Instant pumpkin-honey throw. Cherry asserts itself, resolving to cherry tobacco. I want to like my wrist.
The Churchyard: Overgrown dark green bullrush, midnight roses, dwarf St. John's Wort, frankincense, blackberry leaf, and moss-covered, half-buried tree bark.
In bottle: Very light/faint. Green.
On me: Really barely there. :(
Fearful Pleasure: Dried orange peels floating in simmering cider, roasted apples, smoldering firewood, chimney smoke, sassafras beer, warm hawthorn wood, and oakmoss.
In bottle: Apple and moss and wood.
On me: Apple cider by the fire!
Gunpowder: Carrot peelings, hay, chaff, molasses, maple oats, red apples, stable wood, and musk.
In bottle: Ooooh molasses.
On me: Oooh molasses.
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See above. Also writerly stuff and calling my doctor. And taking a look at that "how can I help you?" post.