This has been a frustrating and depressing week as our building process is in limbo. I called our sales rep this week to ask about the status of getting someone to drag our modular up the hill. The news was dismal, to say the least. All the macho men who last summer crowed about how … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 122
The party headed back toward the village, approaching from the west. Sitting atop a hill overlooking the town, they saw very little activity at first. Three men were dragged into the courtyard under guard a quarter candle later. They watched as the guards backed away when a priest in black and red robes appeared. “Wonder … Continue reading Investigating the Cultists
Nothing happened this week except for more frigid weather and snow. Mr. Contractor is still waiting to hear from Ms. SalesRep, saying she found someone to drag our house up the hill. Overnight temperatures have dropped into the teens and single digits, so the slab will get poured after the house is set. Happy, happy, … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 121
I spent the month of November writing a novel. That’s right, I participated in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), and this year, I won! To win, I needed to write 50,000 words in November. I am among thousands who “win” every year. The goal is not to be the first or the best; the goal … Continue reading I Did A Thing
In the grey light of the predawn hours, the party woke the villagers. “We need to move before the next watch arrives,” said Skrie from Malusk’s shoulder. “I can appeal to Tymora to help cover our trail but we need to know which direction we should go before we go stumbling in the dark.” The … Continue reading Relocation
Only a little got done at the property this past week. Between the frigid temperatures and the Thanksgiving holiday, Mr. Contractor spent the week with his family. He got the backfill as complete as he could before he left. (C) 2022, JJ ShaunBackfill along the south and west walls. (C) 2022, JJ ShaunLooking south and … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 120
Another year has come and gone. Once again, in the United States, Thanksgiving Day is upon us. It’s a day to express gratitude for what life has served—and to overeat. While it’s been a long year, and we are still waiting to finish rebuilding our home, life is moving forward. The last two years have … Continue reading A Heart Full of Gratitude
A furlong from the road, Skrie found a spot they could plan the rescue. “Their fire is here," the cleric drew a rough map in the dirt. "The prisoners are tied to trees, here, here" she marked two 'X's on either side of the camp. "The best part is," she continued, "I can free the … Continue reading Saving the Prisoners
Work on the house is going slowly. Mr. Contractor has been steadily moving dirt and burying the back side of the basement. His goal still is to have the basement ready to receive the house by the last week of November. (C) 2022, JJ ShaunLeveling the area above the house. (C) 2022, JJ ShaunThe window … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 119
The following morning began early as the group rose with the dawn. Packing their meager belongings, the party trudged down the stairs for a morning bite before heading toward Geordo’s camp. Less than a candlemark after waking, Malusk and Theren found themselves hiking alongside the wagon. Skrie sat on Malusk’s shoulders. The party traveled in … Continue reading The Road to Nemeademore
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