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*sigh* In pain again. My ankle randomly. So, can't sleep. Seems like whenever I even start to get a handle on anything something new goes wrong. I'll force myself into urgent care some time today I suppose. And heed my wife's advice and actually use my damn cane. I may feel just a little bitterness that a cane is part of my life. Though I suppose I should really just be grateful that it is a very small part of my life. At least live TV isn't part of my life anymore so I don't have to listen to muskly men my age talk about how they're in the best shape of their life.

I pretty deeply miss Tumblr. It was a moderate distraction to deal with these sorts of things. I haven't built up enough of my new social media outlets yet. Which I suppose just means I need to follow more people. But I know there is this precarious balance to it all. I'm sure part of my problem is that my first instinct is to follow creative writers and only creative writers and then wonder why my dash reading page is all text.

I have an essay brewing in some kind of infant stage. Which is also usually enough to distract me but I can't get past the title today before the pain interrupts my thought process. So I know it has something to do with Clay Feet and Achilles Heels. Bleh.

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Stumbled on this at Pinterest. Sadly, cannot find a source. And I'm not 100% sure this will show up because dreamwidth is a bit less intuitive for me for picture posting.

Man, what a great JJ. Red hair, freckles, and - most importantly - she's got the impish grin. She looks like she's up to something. Which is pretty much how JJ should always look because she always is.

JJ BTW is my tritagonist, third in line main character. She's dead but she isn't going to let that stop her from continuing life just the way she wants it to be, whether her son wants that life or not.

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Ok, so I'm still on pinterest and I found this post about Mom and Son Dates That Create Memories For A Lifetime.

On the one hand, I'm kinda on a JJ kick, so it's perfect.

On the other hand... is anyone besides me a little... uncomfortable with this? Like I'm sure it's sweet and wonderful but date seems like a risky metaphor here. I dunno maybe I'm reading too much into it. Perhaps the problem is just that I write JJ who would mean it exactly how it sounds. I think if the post didn't specifically mention the boy and his father going to buy her flowers for dates. Flowers, Dinner, and a Movie just sounds a little too close to a date date.

On the gripping hand, reading most of the ideas, they seem like good fun outings. If she didn't call them dates, I'd think, yeah, good parenting. And maybe, just maybe, the modeling behavior is a good thing. If a kid learns that the purpose of a date is just to go connect and have fun and that's it, the date itself is its own reward, maybe that's a really good lesson for boys to learn. My few experiences of dating were nightmare balls of anxiety because I was too worried about what might come after the date to enjoy said date. My successful relationships were all ones where we were dating before I knew we were dating so I was just having fun. I enjoyed the actual time instead of worrying about anything else. Even to the point of making a semi-lewd joke to my now wife's mother >_< because we were just friends and nothing at all could happen >_< never mind that her mother was along for the excursion because my wife wanted her opinion on me as significant other material. So maybe this is the right lesson and I'm just prudish.

But then I'm right back to remembering being in support group rooms and hearing people talk about how damanging behavior that this resembles was for them. And I'm looping back to being uncomfortable. So I don't know.

And I have literally no idea how to tag this.

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A Chernobyl Horror Story 3 by Stefan Koidl



Another fun find off Pinterest today. I also think I just kinda like Koidl in general.



One of the fun things I just never play with enough is that Tango, my main character's cat, has explicitly said that he can see ghosts. He spends most of his time just glaring at JJ. But one of the things I never cover is that he says he can see ghosts before he ever meets JJ. So at some point, a ghost has to have wandered past him.

While this isn't the best body for Tango, he's all white, I do like the idea of him just staring down a ghost, neither really knowing who is going to get the upper hand in their stand off.