Good day you wonderful being of life and wonder, how the day is just starting for me this afternoon and I am happy that I am able to exist in this world. Just seeing how the world treats each other is something of a game for me. It is like a game of chess that each individual is on its own. The pawn is just in it for the pawn, the knight for the knight and such. each piece is in for its own goals and sometimes goals align and then they fall apart. This leads to the pawns vs pawn and so forth. No king or queen has any control over the field and ones who the pieces are controlled by are not even visible to them. It is a wonderful and bloody mess that I find kind of funny as it shows that the world is not flat, but the mind scape is. This leaves the great variations of direction for the ones above to keep moving all the pieces. It is funny and sad at the same time, as no matter what you try to tell the pieces, they cannot look above.

So the day is wonderful and the night comes with excitement to get the book finished and the next one started, last night was just over a hour (after editing) of recording and I am happy how it turned out. I have made a melee weapon for home protection and got the bow down for the winter. As we have animals that would like to break into a warm garage and or house and more then large enough to break down a door. So to have something ready for the things that come in the winters night is something that would be very advisable. That and the melee weapon is more then enough to make sure that curious critters can be kept at bay. Sometimes the stories that are spoken during high noon to have the protection of the light are far more true then the turning planets. Things lay in the woods and caves that mankind have only ever given the name of crypted but do exist and love the veil of night to have the things that follow them come out without fear. Sometimes the light is just as loathsome as the dark.

So the next book, I am looking for something more salted with betrayal and maybe some nights blade gleam that takes the living to the ever resting sleep, maybe something that takes the soul to the various places we fear. Hmmm who knows.

Until Later

Much love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.