Bees having a party on the field of dandelions that have sprung up in our back lawn.

The bookcase I see directly to my right.

This photo reminds me that I still need to organise my books properly.  This shelf has become mostly anthologies and collections, many of which are part of my to-be-read pile/stack/mountain.  Books stacked in front are those I have to read for the various book clubs and podcasts I’m keeping up with.

Hair flower from Garden of Antheia.

Chainmaille necklace from Helix Chainmaille.

Today.

Today I wrote poetry for the first time in well over a decade.  The lines are blurred out, because this poem is a gift for someone.  It’s simple, but I hope it will be a light.

You will also spot a new pile of Glamourkins that arrived today.  I am giving serious thought to using my stash as writing prompts for poetry over the next little while.

Beneath my poetry journal is the printout of the third draft of Ghosts.  I won’t be looking at the line edits until Monday, however.

I did also catch up on my slush reading.  I need to make a post about reading slush sometime soon.  The take home message from today is this: please, please make sure you use correct grammar in your first sentence.  I can forgive some grammar wobbliness if I’m immersed in the story, but right at the beginning it often puts me off from reading any further.

I finished reading Remnant Population, which I enjoyed immensely.  Next book will be We Have Always Lived in the Castle ahead of the next Writer and the Critic episode.  And then I really have to get to some reviewing.

Felled by one of the worst migraines of my life last night.  I did write yesterday, only 1,000 words.  I was feeling ill already then, my brain already misfiring from the oncoming migraine.  No writing today, as my head is in that weird post-migraine state of weirdness.  Tomorrow, there shall be writing.  Today was mostly lying down the kidlet, watching Skins and reading Firebird when I could concentrate on it.

Annoyingly, it is a lovely springlike day outside, and I would dearly have loved to go for a walk in it.  Still, there is tomorrow.

My Twelfth Planet Press books, all in a row.  I think this is all of them, my books are in an incomplete state of organisation.

I have been very bad about blogging of late.  The good news is that I haven’t been blogging much because I have been writing a fair bit and reading a lot.

I have also, as mentioned on Twitter, migrated over to Google Plus.  So far, it seems like a decent competitor to Facebook – but with one important addition: Hangouts.

A good friend of mine has started livestreaming her art as she creates it through Hangouts, and I’ve been logging in every time I can to join her there.  There’s something about being in the company of artists (even virtually) which makes writing far less lonely.  Not that I often mind the loneliness, but it’s just nice to have that companionship.

I even brought my second monitor into my writing area, so I have the space to write and watch webcams at the same time  It works a treat, even though my desk does now look pretty cramped!

Thunderstorms predicted today, and a glorious sunrise.