Groundhogs, Magick, Cats, and Writing

So today, Phil saw his shadow and we have six more weeks of winter. This means at least six more weeks of uninterrupted writing time before spring hits and I go ga-ga for the garden. Last year was great. We had enough rain that the garden wasn’t nearly as much of a challenge to keep alive in a mountain desert. You just never know what Rocky Mountain weather at a mile-high will throw at you.  My thoughts drift back to several years ago where we had hail in July because we were on the tail-end of a tornado. It completely obliterated the garden, destroying all of the plants by stripping them of their leaves. That year I was thankful we live in the 21st century with grocery stores and corporate farms, otherwise we would have starved. Gives you a new appreciation for those who settled the Old West for sure. Of course had I been outside before the storm I might have seen it coming and covered everything up, sparing my vegetable plants their untimely demise.

Of course six weeks of writing time is easier said than done with the two new additions to family. Both, being rescues, have special needs. One has food allergies and consequently, sores on her skin due to her chewing on it. The other has bad teeth, and consequently diarrhea. It will another week and a half before I can get her in to have her teeth fixed.  So I’ve been spending a lot of time medicating cats, treating cat sores, and cleaning the carpets. Not that I mind. I never expected adopting rescue cats would be easy. They usually come from homes where they were abused in some way, or they were abandoned. (We have one of each.)  Beyond the health issues, both of them are good cats, though the one with bad teeth is a bit skittish. Probably because of the bad teeth.

It’s also tax season. I need to start setting aside a few hours a week to work on nothing but taxes so I can get it to the accountant before March. Plus I have a few big projects at the office job (account books and pricing + updating a huge database). I also have a project to finish for DB Publishing.  I know it will get done. It’s just a matter of putting one foot in front of the other. One small project at a time.

On the magickal front, this past two months has left me doing quite a bit of magick and ritual for others. And readings. Not that I mind, I just had no idea I would be so busy with that this year. February promises to slow down a bit in that department. This doesn’t upset me in the least. I could use the break to work on some of my own stuff.

Despite all this craziness – I have a release date for Her Demon Wedding — April 15. Tax day. Release day. Woohoo!

Maybe I’m just both a sadist and masochist since I seem to enjoy torturing myself with tons of work and brutal deadlines. I work best under pressure anyway. I don’t think it’s far fetched to want to finish Her Demon Wedding in two months time. I know I can do it. Of course I keep finding myself playing in the wrong book files. So many books to write – only so many hours in my day. ::sigh::

My social media time has been severely suffering/lacking, too. Of course a lot of that has to do with cleaning up the news feed. Now that I only see posts from people I know and care about, there is no excess “occult world drama”, which is helping me focus on what I’m doing and need to get done. This, of course, contributes greatly to my own Great Work. Teaching has also been wonderful. I am really enjoying my students. They are creative, brilliant magicians with a great deal of light and dimension. I learn so much from them. So to continue to enjoy my work, limiting online distraction like that is a must. It helps.

Time to go fill out more to-do lists so I can keep myself on track.  Hope you all had a wonderful January and may your February be even better.

amybar

About Steph

Steph is an award winning and bestselling author of thrilling steamy and paranormal romances, dark urban fantasy, occult horror-thrillers, cozy mysteries, contemporary romance, sword and sorcery fantasy, and books about the esoteric and Daemonolatry. A Daemonolatress and forever a resident of Smelt Isle, she is happily married and cat-mom to three pampered house cats. Her muse is a demanding sadistic Dom who often keeps her up into the wee hours of the morning. You can contact her at swordarkeereon@gmail.com

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