I figured with Sand's gentle nudge talking about postings at a meeting that meant some of us should post....at least once a month right?
This was a hectic month. After being so sick in January (Martin Luther King's Day) I took time to rebound from the stomach flu. Still cautious around certain foods.
My NaNo book was feeding the Press for the past three months and finished mid-January so I've been working on one or two episodes forward whenever time permits.
Time has been a luxury lately. The month of February has a few 'events' on my little barrier island that bring thousands of people over the bridges and through the neighborhoods. Tourist dollars are appreciated but the attitude that this is suddenly a third world country and there are no rules tends to wear on us. You see public displays of affection that rival a bad strip club with lap dances in the corners. Drunken fools make up a majority of the rowdy kind who think public urination is acceptable.
Then there is the drama. Oh MY! Tweens and teens dumped off to play along with the college kids out on break. Screaming fights and swear words fly as well as fists. One evening the island was shut down because - I am NOT kidding - someone had their cell phone stolen. Yup cops blocked the bridges and checked for a phone. I wondered what Hollywood idiot had videos of some star getting pleasured caused all the helicopters to fly along with the barricades to be set up. I was expecting another DB (dead body - sadly common here) on the beach or something. A cell phone? Sheesh. Spring break is officially starting tonight and I hope to stay hidden.
The company is still growing and there are many signs of growing pains along with the chaos of too much middle management. But it fuels my writing so I will survive until I get published for profit or hit the lotto!
My little home has been the sad recipient of too many parties that go way too late into the night for the past year. No respect to personal space much less actual parking spaces. There are only a few of us yet the two gals on either end of the duplexes seem to think the common area is their personal playground. I tried to talk with the landlord and he said he'd fix it. Never happened. He then said I should call the cops - not going to happen. Well now some of my kind neighbors are now actively pissed off and started calling the cops and the landlord and as of last weekend one went down to the city hall and filed a formal complaint. She said next she's taking it to the press. Okay, anyone who reads my stuff knows how much I like the press. Soon I may have pictures of an INS raid along with camera crews recording the horror. One of these renters proudly brags she's illegal. While the other lives in an efficiency (converted garage) and has twenty to thirty people over weekly.
So stay tuned....we will see what the spring brings.
