And So It Begins . . .

With a nice case of writer’s block.

I remember being told in that past that when you have writer’s block, just throw a T-Rex into the situation to give your characters something to react to, but since I’m writing autobiographically, I think that’s probably a bad idea.

I had a streak of housecleaning today. Now that I’m going through my books and discarding the ones that I don’t think I’ll ever read again, I’m starting to have empty bookshelves. Okay Empty book shelf. Which is no longer empty because I have 10 years’ worth of old National Geographics on that shelf now. But that, also, leads to cleaner areas elsewhere. Eventually it might look like human beings live in this house. Or maybe not. It remains to be seen.

We had, by my calculations, 30 trick-or-treaters today. Not as good as last year when I had to retreat when I ran out of candy, but better than in past years.

I keep saying, “today” when it’s technically November 1 now. My days begin and end when I get out of bed in the morning. And I haven’t been to bed yet, so it’s still today for me.

I already had a post lined up for November 1, so I guess I’ll queue this up for November . . . 2? I’d like to keep up my one-post-a-day momentum until I build up an audience of some sort, but I don’t want to run out of books that I’ve read before the end of the month.

Well, I’ll schedule this for the 2nd and we’ll see if I can write another couple of posts today. Once I run out of books, then I’ll start spreading them out a bit so that I have time to do more reading for more Gratuitous Amazon Links.

I wonder if my next post, which I’ll write after I get some sleep, could be the first of a Wheel of Time Amazon Prime series countdown, like I did with my NaNoWriMo countdown. The problem with that is that, since I’ve posted November 1 (and 2) already, my countdown will be outdated before I can post it.

Oh, well, I’ll come up with something. Or not. We’ll see.

For today’s Gratuitous Amazon Link, we have Princess Academy, by Shannon Hale. I love this book. It’s the tale of Miri, who lives in a country in fantasy-equivalent Europe. The town she comes from, Mount Eskel, is a quarry town, where they quarry a white stone that is more or less fantasy-marble. The god of their world has told his priests that the next queen of their land will come from Mount Eskel, and so the government have to set up a school to teach a selection of girls from the town some of the things they’ll need to know when the prince chooses one of them to be his bride. It’s just . . . :chef’s kiss:.

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