I got some writing done yesterday!! Not a ton and, in fact, I realized immediately I had no monster and that’s like… the main part of any Chelsea story. But I have a setting, I have a place, and it was fun to write it. That’s equally important to me. Also, my equipment is already […]
So yesterday was a bit of bust writing-wise. I had a surprisingly full day at work and came home sore and tired. I took a muscle relaxer and sat down for a bit, only to not get up again until I went to bed, which was early. At least, I wasn’t laying in bed. Today […]
I just had another full day at work, and I’m not mad about it, but it’s…brain drain and back drain.I can’t focus and my back hurts from sitting in one position for too long, which means I *really* can’t focus. For the sake of honesty, I will likely be a mess tomorrow night too. I […]
He sipped on his coffee. “Where you off to?”
“Not sure yet, but I need wide open spaces. Might be headed back to South Dakota.”
“And Amber?”
She forced back the tears. “She has my number, and she’s hunting again. I’m more likely to find her on the road than stuck here.”
“Stuck?” A single eyebrow raised at her.
“I hate this city. Always have.”
Just a little hiccup, barely a hitch in our giddy-up.
Their banter got sharper with the wine, but Chelsea bathed herself in the warm moment. Her last few months on the road had been lonely.
“These things are nearly as long as Bentley, if not as heavy, but it’s not their size, it’s their poison.”
“Poison?”
Andy nodded. “These are what’s known as a scourge. Get bit and you die, or you turn into a rat.”
Planned route: Sparks, NV to Klamath Falls, OR 4 hours, 29 minutes of driving 253 miles Planned stops: None So the spirit was willing, but it turns out that the flesh was spongey and bruised. Five hours into a ten hour day, it was clear that neither I, nor my husband was going to make […]
He carried a coffee cup and settled himself at her table. “Chelsea?”
“You must be Bob.”
He held out a hand. Bentley covered for her, raising a paw to shake.
Bob laughed as he shook with the dog. “So you want to help me with this Kipsey.”
Planned route: Las Vegas, NV to Bieber, CA 9 hours, 34 mins of driving 594 miles Planned stops: Beatty, NV, International Car Forest of the Last Church, and Lake Tahoe Well, my trip has been completely altered. We had planned on camping in the desert one night. However, Las Vegas has spoiled us, and nobody […]
Words That Burn Like Fire 