I’m pleased to report that I did go on that final walk of 2020 last Sunday. On that walk, I discovered this token in the spot where I’ve found so many other of my rock “friends” this year.
It made me doubly glad I opted for that walk.
This week, I’ve been working on the last two stories for the 2020 project. Did you know that the last Friday in 2020 falls on Christmas day? This is something I’ve known from before the start of the year, and my mind has been churning, trying to conjure up a Christmas story.
I think I have one, albeit one with pirates. (Because nothing rings in the Holidays quite like a band of pirates.)
That leaves me with one story left to write. I actually have a start on it. I just don’t know how it ends.
And I really wish it were nice enough so I could go walking and ponder that.
On Friday, I went to fill out my timecard for work, and I stared at the date: November 2 for a good thirty seconds, confused.
I spent this week working on the last two stories for the 2020 project (and so far, I’m really enjoying myself). I woke up early this morning (thanks to the time change) and spent some hours at my writing desk while the moon was setting. It was lovely.


Way back in 2013/2014, we had a 