And the living is loud. Which doesn’t have nearly as nice rhythm as the proper words but is so true. School is out for the summer come Monday afternoon. I am never ready for it when it comes but this year, I’m closer than most other years but I think that’s because my oldest child has been out of school for two weeks already so, what’s one more kid home? It is weird having more people in my space all the time though.
Fortunately, my boys are old enough that they don’t need constant interaction and hopefully this is the year we are finally past the constant bickering stage of life. Fingers crossed. Though, if the last ten minutes are any indication, this is going to be a long summer with little respite. Youngest is mad at me because I restrict his YouTube access and has decided that he’s going to live in his closet and only come out to go to the bathroom. I don’t exactly know why that’s punishing me, but ok. In the summers, I’m a bit like Judge Dredd. I am the law. Usually I’m pretty laxidasical but not always and not about everything. I’m a bit cautious with YouTube – so much can be found there that is inappropriate for kids, especially ones who like to mimic.
Apparently this year has not settled out yet and I’m still on the rollercoaster but I’m determined that this is the year that I actually keep a schedule through the summer for writing and reading and submitting and appearing places (I have one such appearance coming up June 18th at the Barnes and Noble at Settler’s Ridge). I’m hoping to get a few short stories and new book out of this summer. I’m going to try a whole new genre (if the last few posts didn’t make it obvious). I can’t promise it’ll scare me as I’ve yet to find that, but I think I want to try. I don’t think folk horror will be my first go round but I’m very much looking forward to trying that out. Rawhead Rex, Hex, and Harvest Home all stand out in my memory for a reason after all. Wish me luck! I’m sure I’ll be grousing about the whole of it later when I’m beating my head against the wall and annoyed with myself.