I Has A Hank.

U.S. Coast Guard Day
National Mustard Day
Woman's Pro Football Day
Birthday - Louis Armstrong (musician)

 

Oh, yeah. You know you’re jealous, Lychee.

( Look what I got! )

It’s ironic that I’m doing all these photo posts because this week I’m blind. My glasses are In The Shop to get polished and fitted for clip-on shades, I can’t find my backup pair, and contacts give me a headache if I wear ’em too long. Less than fun. 

I also has a new book: Body Trauma: A writer’s guide to wounds and injuries.  It’s written by a doctor, not an author—a distinction made clear when you read it. The author has delusions of literariness and awkwardly waxes poetic about the emergency room and makes damn sure to let you know that things like domestic abuse and torture are “despicable.”  But it has information I can’t find elsewhere, so I can get some more good details into Doctors in SPACE!—although as always I have to adjust some things for the various different alien physiologies (Ghil bleeds blue, Betty the fuzzworm has two hearts and no bones, etc.).  Gives me good ideas, too.

 

Because of the enormous amount of research and background I have to do for even these short stories, I may not get this done before I go—especially since I’m blind. But I’ll try to snatch some time to when I can. Wish me luck!