Archimage’s Continuity

Being patient is part of being kind. Be kind. #life #success

Plans for 2025. visualnewt.com/Blogs/Gen… #life #2025

Good morning. Kindness costs nothing. Be kind. Time for the ceremonial coffee.

Do you know what you’re doing, or just doing what someone told you to do? #life #failure

Seems legit. #phishing #spam

Make bad decisions so you learn what not to do. #life

Just got a delivery. Signed Michael Whelan print. Nice. It will replace th Friday print I have

Take charge of your own life. You own it or someone else will. #life

Have you ever grabbed a stranger and kissed them without warning? Seems offensive and tacky. #character

Programming projects for 2025 (tentative): — convert Auteureist (personal writing app) from XCode/Swift/SwiftUI to XOJO. — expand The Continuity, my internal site. — do something in Picotron / PICO-8 #programming

Writing plan for 2025: — Publish current WIP (pulp) — Publish “To Preserve Power” - Coins of Destiny II — write and submit a short story to the C3 anthology — Write “To Preserve Knowledge” - Coins of Destiny III — Throw away a ton of lines — Start another pulp. #writing

It is best to sleep until you know what you’re doing.

You have to have a sense of humor here. I left mine there. #life #humor

“Life is a fairy tale where the tooth fairy knocks out your teeth and the evil step-mother or evil-wizard wins to great applause.” #writing

What are you looking forward to, the most, in 2025? #2025

Back in my day, a console was a large piece of (faux)wooden furniture centered around entertainment. Today, not so much.

“Sometimes, luck wins over talent or hustle. That’s what keeps casinos in business. That and the buffet.” #writing

“That’s the last thing I want to do.” “What?” “Die.” “Well, I’m sure you’ll get your wish.” #writing #throwawayline

Hm. I bet a chicken Caesar salad with mango chunks would be great. #food

Sometimes, there is order in random thoughts.

The day is full of dusk. The sun is there just to set the glum mood. A chill wind would make the day complete, but there is a last gurgle of autumnal warmth. My mood is full of light and weird thoughts, sparking a desire to eat lots of sugary sweets and sleep until summer.

“Mondays were meant for crying.”

I just hit the half way point of this novel. 23K words. #writing #pulp

Listening in on an old guy trying to hit on the bartender. She’s being nice about it. Lucky he isn’t obnoxious. #writing #character

Time to eat and write something.