Wow. And the first days of June. Holy shiznola, where did May go?

Let’s take a little stroll, shall we, and fondly remember what did happen in May.

I found a couple of copy gigs that have become small eggs in my basket. Not enough to really earn a whole lot of money, but eggs are eggs and I’ll take them.

I finished Part One of a three-part project and it went really well. I’m very pleased about that. I received another nibble about my editing services, and I’m really happy about that. I love editing. Love. It.

I’ve settled in to the new digs a little bit more and it’s become increasingly homey. I still have a lot to do, but it’s getting there. I especially like the squirrels that run back and forth across the roof. The pitter patter of little rodent feet is so…funny. Heh. I put out crackers and popcorn in the morning for breakfast, and I’ve actually caught one of the little buggers on video munching away.

As long as they eat outside, we’re cool.

Mother’s Day was particularly difficult. The first one since Momma passed. I was dreading it, and I was right to dread it like I did. It knocked me off-kilter for a couple of weeks, actually, if I’m to be completely honest. The next bad spot I see ahead of me is her birthday. Trying to put a positive spin on it is not easy. I miss her every day, with every breath. I keep waiting for it to ease, but it’s not happening. And that’s just something I’m going to have to accept, at least for now.

My friend Peat is doing awesome. I’m so happy for him, I can’t even tell you. Classic case of a good guy making good.

I’ve “discovered” another great writer, and I love it when that happens.

Conversations with the Inner Circle of Netta have prompted me to finally start my own project. (I know, it’s about time, isn’t it?) It’s my second novel, untitled, based on my experiences in the hotel industry — with a Netta-twist. I believe the proper term is “urban fantasy”. I am way excited about this, to the point I’m actually dreaming about it at night. I’ve got a start, but it’s a real juggling act in between the non-fiction. Sometimes it’s difficult to switch between the left brain and right brain, especially when you only have two brain cells to start with. Heh. You either have two on one side and none on the other, or they’re split up and lonely without each other.

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So, goodbye to May, and hello, June. Let’s see what you have in store. As long as it involves words and squirrels, I’m sure it will be interesting.

If you didn’t know by now, I suck at posting awards and stuff. However, when a goddess like Lala at Coastal Commentaries takes the time out to honor me, I can do nothing less than bow before the goddess.

First, the meme:

The rules are as follows:

1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Post a comment and then tag five more people.

But first Raoul had to finish clearing the mess he had left behind.

It meant another trip to Germany.

He waited for the Imperator to leave.

This passage is from “Map of Bones” by James Rollins. This is not normally a book I’d buy to read, but my sister’s partner is also an avid reader, and passed this book and about five or six others of his to read. The first one I read was “Black Order” and I really enjoyed it. “Map of Bones” has been favorably compared to “The DaVinci Code“, so we’ll see if that is correct or said merely to sell books.

For this meme, I tag the following five people:

West of Mars
The Half-Life of Linoleum
Where The Long Tail Ends
Adventures In Freelancing
Broadway Matron

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Okay, now for the awards and tags:

For the Coolest Blog I Know

Menstrual Poetry: Opinionated and sharp as a knife. Love it.
Ryan Garns: Satirical funny at its best.
The Cult of Qelqoth: Demented, perverted, shameless and twisted. I dream of him at night. Heh.
Power and Stilettos: She has both and ain’t afraid to use ‘em.
The Worse Blog: Good for shits and giggles.

And one more award Lala saw fit to bestow upon me that I shall pass along:

Brillante Weblog Premio

Imagination Manifesto: Breathtakingly beautiful, with words to match.
The Half-Life of Linoleum: Thought-provoking and insightful. I love his ratios and his conversations with Jilly Nines.
Michael Writes: Honest and heartfelt, and very good about expressing it.
CopyWrite: Always informative and cutting edge, the quality is excellent.
Two Hundred Sacred Words: Nothing but flash. I think I’m in love.

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Do yourself a favor, and check these peeps out. You won’t be disappointed, I promise. If you are, Qelqoth promises everyone a refund. *snicker*

Thanks, Lala, for the awards. Spread the love around people — I’m sure you all know the drill by now. Show us your favorites, your can’t-live-blog-life-without blogs.

And thanks for reading.