I was talking to our son today about current conditions in our country — specifically, the west is on fire, whereas the southernmost regions are reeling from Harvey or braced for Irma. Further north, we’re getting all the rain the west could use. So, yeah, weird split between fire and water. I’m concerned about all those in Irma’s path, those already hit and those bracing for impact.
The roughest thing for me about seeing these sorts of disasters is there’s nothing I can do. I can’t prevent them. I can’t lessen them. I can’t keep people from getting hurt. I can donate to those who can help, and that’s about it.
So I go about my day with only occasional checks of the news, as well as watching social media to see if my friends are safe. And I did manage words again.
Words written today: 1,032
Words written this month: 3,073
Words written 2017: 158,384
Average words/day 2017: 636
Books completed 2017: 2 (plus 1 novella)
All of you out there — stay safe.
Throw in the earthquake in Mexico, two schoolyard bullies egging each other on to throw the first punch, and I’m going to be so glad to see the back end of this dreadful summer.
Yeah. I’m just hoping it doesn’t get worse before it gets better. 🙁