I got out for the walk before I realized it was still actively drizzling. I went anyway.

Talked a lot about pens and writing.

A gorgeous morning for a walk. Talked pens, the Cat, time travel books I’m reading.

I talked a lot around the topic but mostly I had some fun today.

I made a light grocery run and made myself keep my boots on when I got home so I could go for a walk. Mostly cloudy. A bit chilly. I ranted about YA and writers who don’t do their marketing at the end.

Imbolc (pronounced im-olk) today. Groundhog Day has really old roots. Apparently the Germans used badgers until they discovered groundhogs.

Anyway, I missed yesterday and didn’t want to miss two in a row. Talked a lot today but don’t remember what I talked about. Felt good to get moving again. Not sure about the weather tomorrow. It’s not shaping up very well.

I didn’t need the parka this morning and I didn’t have much to say. Talked a bit about Random Penguin House and why I think they’re missing the boat, a reality that I’m grateful for.

I need to cultivate some, including the walk. I talked too much about it.

Not a lotta talkin’. I’m struggling to get the scaffolding re-established. Walking is the key even if the talking doesn’t keep up.

Talked about yesterday’s dentist visit. Waxed rhapsodic over Nongshim Shin ramen and burning the living heck out of my mouth but it was ooohh so good. Also The Sad Bastard Cookbook (which Amazon seems to have taken umbrage over).