A Spec in Time Series

It’s raining again. The puppy whines from the other side of the gate that keeps his muddy feet in the kitchen. It doesn’t matter right now, even though I wipe his feet every time we come inside from attempted potties in the rain, there is mud everywhere. I have mopped two, sometimes three times a day for the last week, and I just got tired of using that mop on the whole house too. The kitchen is his domain until he has dried enough for mud to flack off. At least then I can sweep to keep some of it out of the rest of the house.

I feel bad for the Muppet-pup, but it is what it is and he is learning to deal. Some places have no rain and water shortages and I am swamped hoping my house will not wash down the creek. I tried to look up the difference between a creek and a river but everyone has a different idea. Width, water flow, depth, or closeness to a large body of water. I am going with water flow, it seems like velocity would be a key element. That would make it a creek sometimes which is what its namesake indicates. For the last two weeks it has been a raging river. If it keeps this up, I could get a white-water raft or a kayak. 

I love the rain, to be honest, the gray, the calm and the fog all mix for a pleasant day. It’s just the mud that makes me annoyed. I’m reading a book called the Jacket or the Star-Rover by Jack London that I didn’t know about. Sometimes those recommendations by the Amazon giant are good ones. So far at least, it is written like a letter, all in 1^st person. I love it. I love that mode of writing. It seems more like blogs. I have written a couple of things in 2^nd this year, like the blogs like “first snow” and “those people.”

3^rd person is easiest, that is until you start narrating in your head around the house. ‘Pooh reached for the sponge, it was wet and cold, she felt grossed out but there was nothing that could be done.’ ‘She slammed down the toilet seat trying to get his attention in the other room.”  I have thoughts like these things during my daily life when writing is consuming. It is kind of funny when I realize that and think about the way the brain computes this. Which causes great trepidation as I start to put snippets into 1^st person as I lay in snippets for book #3 of the series. What is that going to do with my mind? Will I still think the same things and just insert I? Will that be just normal, usual? Will it be like any blog, telling a story? Will it tilt something crazy in my head and I will start acting like Spec? Well, that should give my shrink something to think about.

As the kindle tells me it is now recommending Alien Races. What it doesn’t know is I actually own that book lol. Of course I do! I smile thinking well, time to finish up with the section I am working on. The Domes needs to get done and Spec is impatient to speak for herself. Luckily, she’s still in 3^rd person, or am I?