AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I HATE IT!
There. Done for the day.
Come back for more screaming in torment at this literally hellish weather tomorrow.
For now, though, I'm just going to get things that I need to do done today, and then I'm going to retreat to my air-conditioned room to read and or sleep the rest of the day away. If I had a Switch, I'd be in my bed playing that, because it's portable. All my gaming stuff is not portable and is downstairs. Where there's no ac. *sob*
In news about writing, I wrote a short story. From an external prompt. And, like, it's not the worst thing I've ever written. It's not a brilliant piece of literature by any stretch, and the title sucks big time, but it's not the worst. I wrote this, of course, for my upcoming Black Gate post. Some time ago I asked for short story prompts for all the Black Gate readers and I to do a sort of story-writing jam. There was only one prompt, and I suspect that I'm the only one who cared enough to write from it (other than the prompter, or course). Still, I wrote the thing, and I'm alright with it. If it passes muster with the editor, it'll go up next Tuesday.
There aren't a lot of things I have to get done before I retreat to the safety of my artificially cooled sanctuary. Editing the short story I just spoke of is one. Then I have more of the manuscript I"m looking at for a friend to go through. After that, I'll exercise, throw everything I have in the laundry, have the coldest shower known to man and then vanish into my room. I might take my sketchbook in and start doing the concept sketches for the next few paintings I want to do.
Or maybe some designs for that secret project. Mwah hah hah hah hah!
Oooh. I think that's what I'll do. Designs for my secret project.
But first, I have a whole whack of editing to do.
I should go do that. Try and stay cool today. Except for the folks in the southern hemisphere. Those folks should probably try and stay warm.
Right, I'm off.