There’s a bit of butt dragging today, as I was very tired last night and fell into a deep sleep the moment I hit the pillow. This was brought on by a long day at work, a run out for food, and then writing up a two thousand word recap that required a thousand words of note the night before. *sigh* I know: I should be working on my stuff, right? Well, recaps are my stuff, so boo!
Oh, and I had to pay my taxes. Yeah . . . that’s another story.
I did start the next scene, all three hundred words of it, but that’s three hundred words closer to the end than I was the night before, yeah? Damn right.
(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015, 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)
Annie walked out of the locker room adjusting her balaclava and comm helmet. She stopped for a moment to make certain the helmet strap was tight enough without cutting into her chin before checking that her gloves were she left them in her arctic parka, stuffed in each pocket. Satisfied that her clothing was in proper condition, she made her way to the spiral staircase and headed downstairs to the Hangar.
She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and gave the Band on her wrist one last examination. By now she’d worn it enough that it had become a part of her, and she’d sometimes taken to wearing it through the day just as she did her locket and charm bracelet. A few people asked her about it, and now that people were aware of her Flight Gift they were curious anything they could associate with her ability. Discussing her Band was simple: since it wasn’t any different from the HUD on a broom, it was possible to explain everything in less than three minutes.
Besides, her flying was never about the equipment: it was about being free.
Satisfied there wouldn’t be any issues with her Band, Annie clipped her gloves the sleeves of her parka and headed towards the Hangar entrance. She didn’t wait for Kerry: they’d already spoken and decided to wait for each other at the entrance. Whomever arrived first would wait for the other, and since she immediately noticed that Kerry wasn’t already in place, that meant he was finishing changing into his cold weather gear and should appear shortly. Given that he was such a stickler for starting on time, Annie wasn’t concerned that he would keep them from leaving on her final solo flight on time.
Tonight Annie will take to the sky and head out on her longest and hardest solo, with her dutiful chase pilot right behind. I know I’ll get to the writing tonight, you can rest assured of that, even if I do feel like I’m about to fall asleep. Maybe I’ll get a nap first, but at the moment I feel fine.
Now for a quick change up . . . today is the Transgender Day of Visibility, when we show support to the transgender community and recognize their accomplishments. It’s a day of empowerment, and today I feel it because yesterday was two years I’ve been out as me. Why, it only seems like last year I was getting a picture in Valparaiso, IN:
And since I was running a little ragged I popped off a quick one once I returned home, taken a year after the one above.
I look tired, the makeup isn’t as good, and there’s still a bit of scaring from the electrolysis, but I’m me.
Also, I snapped a picture last year when I was out for lunch at my favorite cafe back in Indiana:
And given that I like having photos of myself as I move forward on my journey, I snapped a few on my walk into work. A couple in front of the Pennsylvania capitol building:
And a couple more in the plaza next to the state history museum and the state archive:
Thank you for all the support, and trust me: I am getting my books finished. I am.
After all, if I was joking I’d tell you that tomorrow.