Endless Winter
Feb. 16th, 2026 07:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraTwenty-five hundred words into Chapter 6.
Fifteen hundred to go.
I have no idea whether it's any good or not. Fictioneering like this is uncharted territory for me. But writing is definitely engrossing, so if nothing else, the Work In Progress will have gotten me through a brutal winter, relatively psychologically unscathed. Which is a good thing.
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Ichabod asked me point-blank if I wanted him to start giving me a set monthly amount toward living expenses.
I said, No: "Not right now. We both know the financial burden of my support is going to fall on you at some point in the future because my fixed income from social security & pensions is not enough to support me. But I'd like to delay that moment as long as possible. You work hard for your money, and you deserve to enjoy it. I can work the Rube Goldberg side-hustle gigs for a while longer. I'll know when I can't."
Jeanna asked if I wanted her BF to fly me out to New Mexico some time this summer. I said, Sure. Though it's inconceivable to me that this winter is ever going to end: The landscape is buried beneath seven inches of snow, and the sky is unrelentingly grey & overcast. Temps this week are gonna flirt with 40° but drop again next week. I honestly do not know how humans managed to survive these kinds of living conditions back when they relied on wood-burning stoves for heat and horses for transportation.
Fifteen hundred to go.
I have no idea whether it's any good or not. Fictioneering like this is uncharted territory for me. But writing is definitely engrossing, so if nothing else, the Work In Progress will have gotten me through a brutal winter, relatively psychologically unscathed. Which is a good thing.
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Ichabod asked me point-blank if I wanted him to start giving me a set monthly amount toward living expenses.
I said, No: "Not right now. We both know the financial burden of my support is going to fall on you at some point in the future because my fixed income from social security & pensions is not enough to support me. But I'd like to delay that moment as long as possible. You work hard for your money, and you deserve to enjoy it. I can work the Rube Goldberg side-hustle gigs for a while longer. I'll know when I can't."
Jeanna asked if I wanted her BF to fly me out to New Mexico some time this summer. I said, Sure. Though it's inconceivable to me that this winter is ever going to end: The landscape is buried beneath seven inches of snow, and the sky is unrelentingly grey & overcast. Temps this week are gonna flirt with 40° but drop again next week. I honestly do not know how humans managed to survive these kinds of living conditions back when they relied on wood-burning stoves for heat and horses for transportation.
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Date: 2026-02-16 05:15 pm (UTC)It definitely feels like this winter will never end, ugh. I have just been trying to embrace the simple relief of riding my bicycle in rain pants instead of having to ride in snow pants (required for brutal cold, but terrible for effective movement on a bicycle). It appears this week is going to get sloppy, if one believes the forecast...
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Date: 2026-02-16 06:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-02-16 11:33 pm (UTC)This has been a COLD, SNOWY, DARK winter.