State of the meerkat: September, random and otherwise

Last night I woke up and – half-asleep – replaced the summerweight coverlet with the down cover. This morning I am wearing sweats and a long-sleeved t-shirt, and making the season’s first stew (lamb and lentils).

If you think all this makes me very happy…. you’d be right!

This is a weekend for working, not play: the deadline for the revisions of CLAWED (Gin & Tonic & 4) is Monday. That’s also when 4th Q estimated taxes are due, wheee.  Need to get all the paperwork in order.

On the media side, we’re into September, and that means ALL THE NEW SEASONS STARTING YAY! (well, except for those that don’t start until October, grumble). But that lead to the realization that the reason I don’t stress or angst over upcoming seasons of shows I love is because I treat them like books – the moment I pick up a book I place myself in the writer’s hands: their vision is the one I am falling into, and I trust them to make the ride worthwhile. Angsting over it beforehand shows - for me and I emphasize only for me – a lack of trust in the writer, and if I don’t trust them, why did I pick up the book in the first place?

Now, they may fail that trust, several chapters (episodes) in. But that’s the review, not the preview.

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