Something Other Than Clear Sailing

Took 2 hours to drive the usual 35-40 minutes to work this morning, here’s hoping the drive home isn’t as bad. You’d think people in Michigan would know how to handle 2″ of snow.

Well, I finished a couple of the audio books I was listening to, or rather, I’m finished listening to a couple of the books that I borrowed from the local library. Seems that The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes III by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle had some issues with the CD’s. Disk one simply stopped playing for me on two different players, which is fine with me as I found the stories of Sherlock to be a bit boring. I did finish Dracula and it was as good as I remember, but it did make me wonder what the hell was going on in “Brom Stoker’s Dracula” movie with Mina. I mean, where the hell did all that lost love crap come from? I had forgotten how far off the mark that was. Anyway, I’ve picked up another three audio books and am on disk two of Bangkok 8 by John Burdett. So far, so good, it’s a little early in the story to make any judgements, but it is good enough to keep me going. I also pulled one of the books from my shelf to add to the other two I’m reading, The Real Story : The Gap into Conflict by Stephen R. Donaldson. That’ll be my bedtime book for a bit, so far it’s pretty good but seems to be taking the long route around to telling the tale.

Monday was a good day for writing, Tuesday not so much so. I’m over 86,000 words now and I’ve shown Demarco the monsters, killed the grandmother, and put a little fire underneath Thane’s ass. We’ll be leaving Georgia and headed back to the fangs in Detroit by the end of the week.