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Happy Friday, friends!  It's been forever!  Here's what I've been up to:

1) Adult Health I (6 hrs), Mental Health (4 hrs), and Evidence-Based Practice (3 hrs).  One A and two Bs!

2)
That's Midna from Twilight Princess. She's a little over two feet tall!
3) Having my brain go crazy with new ideas for stories.  There is nothing like being busy to make your brain have plans for you to be doing anything other that what it is you are supposed to.  I've planned out several of the characters for my next novel.  The one that I won't be able to start until after May 2016.  The one that I shouldn't start until after I've edited Om Nom Nombies and finished the drafts of The Neif and Spitfire.  But it's so awesome!  Sigh.

4) I've been inspired by an incredible new storytelling format.  I say "new". New to me, really.  You might know it as the format uses for visual novels or choice-based games.  I can't say more right now because one of my friends, Leah, is the one who got me started on all this goodness.  She's graciously agreed to be my first guest blog post, coming soon!  Hooray!

5) I watched a lot of video game play-throughs while I crocheted the lovely Midna and found some games I really liked.  I'm currently working through The Cat Lady and hope to do a review about it soon.
Adventure Gamers
And the usual work/eat/sleep/breathe things too.  I wish I had more writing stuff to talk about, but all the writingness I did is secret-secret for a while.  I have a tiny two-week break before classes start again, so maybe I can manage to finish a book and get a review written before I get back to the grind.




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