I realize that when a limb that was asleep gets feeling back, it’s going to be painful and wonky. When you get something out of the shed, no matter how you winterized it, it’s gonna choke and splutter when you first start up, and run rough.

My creativity’s just acting like everything else in this world.

My house is fully back together (and in some ways, it’s better than before the Watery Event. “As long as we’re in there” isn’t always bad.) I’m not healthy yet, but I’m reaching a semi-stable holding action with sufficient medication, as we await the next open CT scan date.

So it shouldn’t be surprising that my creativity has started to come back online. I finally finished the fantasy chapter I’ve been working on since December. I also rickrrolled my alpha readers…

Because my brain’s like that.

Now, I wish it would smooth out and move onto the next chapter, but of course it doesn’t do that. It comes up with little flashes of things, skittering sideways like a leaf on a sidewalk in a gusty wind.

Y’all see the salamander in ⁠yesterday’s post?

Now my brain is trying to tell me about getting a tea kit that includes a salamander to keep the tea hot when you put the pot on his ceramic nest / pot holder…

…except he prefers on of the tea cups instead, as it’s a fancier, prettier nest. So you have to keep bargaining with him to coax him out of the cup so you can drink your tea…

And then someone tossed out this meme:

You see this, you laugh. I see this, and what do I see?

Crane sitting there for a long moment as the barista giggles, then turning it around and picking it up from the other side, saucer and all. Then, while maintaining direct eye contact with the barista, sucking it down so the foam girl looks like she’s trying to escape being drawn into his gullet….

…. while scraping the cup against the plate juuuust enough to create a faint screaming sound.

*shakes head*

I’ll take it. Because it’s better than nothing. And maybe takes notes for later.