Whoa... Day six!

Now on to day five! Or is it six?

Argh! Now I want to check! I'll check when this session is done. There. I'll let you know when I do the second session.

I really need to start thinking about these more often, then my mind wouldn't go blank. I mean. I don't want to tell you about every cough or itch. ;)

The first time I used an emoticon. It's difficult typing without them because How would I let you know I'm kidding?

I want to do a shoutout to Stephanie Barr. She has supported me throughout this whole exercise. She comments on every one of them. Either here or on Facebook. Thank you so much, Stephanie. If you want to give her blog a visit, here it is. http://stephanie-barr.blogspot.com/

Must ignore notifications.

Man. I know I said I didn't want to talk about all my coughs and itches, but there is one particular itch. Bug, one of these days I'll have to upload a picture of him... He was using my arm as a pillow. He had one of his claws embedded in my right wrist. Now it' itches like fire.

I have been on a hunt for books or stories about werebears. There seems to me a dearth of them. The only ones I can find are erotica or paranormal romance. I want to read a horror book, or (non-romantic) fantasy about them. I guess I'll have to write one myself.

I'm going to go a little overtime on this session because I took time out to look for Stephanie's blog.

If someone else wants to comment on this, you are more than welcome. I don't bite. ;)

Getting feedback is important. It will help shape this blog into something more than just a stream of consciousness writing, into something more substantial.

Oh yeah. And there's only one movie about a werebear. I Was a Teenage Werebear. Gay erotica.

Okay, back. This is day six.

Dang. Almost forgot to start the timer. I came back late because, well, life happens. So instead of going by alarms, I'm going with a kitchen timer. The import part is, I still made it back to the session.

Bug got out again this morning. I just brought him back out. He seems to enjoy his time out but gets very needy when he comes home. But right now, he's eating and getting a drink.

I'm actually looking forward to Tuesday. This is my third jury summons. Ever. The first one was for Dallas county, but, at the time I was living in Pennsylvania. I called them and let them know. The second one came just two days before I came back to Dallas. They must be psychic. I went to it, and viola, I was chosen. I had a good time actually. I learned a lot. That one was a misdemeanor case. I have no clue as to what to expect Tuesday, but I hope I get picked. I forgot to get a soda out before sitting down to type and am now very thirsty.

My nephew is home from school today because he had a minor run-in with a large dog on his way home yesterday. Nothing major, just in some pain, and trying to prevent infection. So I can't ask him to get me one.

Mental note, Mark. Research keyboards.

Must. Fight. The. Urge. To. Go. Now.

There. That's got the urge to go away.

But, my wrist is beginning to hurt a bit. Okay. More than a bit, but I have just over five minutes to go. I can stay calm and soldier on. Right?

I have an interesting question. What is the strangest thing you have ever had to research for a story? A friend of mine put one out on Facebook yesterday and it was so funny. “'How does someone live without intestines?' Asking for a friend.” Love it! For me considering my MC's predilections raised an eyebrow when I was talking to an actual taxidermist. I'm sure he thought I was some crackpot, and wanted to hang up. Unfortunately, he didn't know enough of the history of his profession to help.

Well, so ends another session.

Until tomorrow!