I decided to do the first October Walk With Me from my new work location.
First day at the new office and there’s no cell service inside the building. If I get cell service at all, I have to go outside, so for emails and texts, that’s my choice. And apparently not all of them come through. Grrr. They are supposed to eventually fix but I am not holding my breath.
Anyway, desk is tiny. And everything is a walk but I did get all my FitBit steps for the day quite early. So…
Decided my walk with me for the later part of September is going to be a bit different. All but one of these pictures was from yesterday
FYI, a friend’s coming over today so I decided to make the cheesecake next Saturday instead. It will be 20 degrees cooler then anyway so it’s just a better day.
On to the walk. These are the places I see on my walk at work. Since this is my last week at this location, which is rather sad after all these years, I thought I would show you the landscape I’ve seen over these many years as I go for daily walks to get in my steps. The first pictures is from this past Tuesday when it was cloudy and cool. It hasn’t been the rest of the week!
Anyway, that’s it. My last week seeing all this is coming up. Friday, September 27th we will leave this place, early, forever. It’s sad. But life marches on and with it changes we must face.
It’s Labor Day and what better time for the first Walk With Me in September? These pictures are still from my neighborhood, just a bit of a different route than I generally take.
Tomorrow, the next chapter of The Vulcan Who Fell to the Earth (Stranded 3) will be going up.
Friday is one of my absolute favorite flashes I have written lately (maybe ever). Had so much fun with it.
Then comes up the long weekend. Hollywood Bowl is Saturday and family stuff and chilling and dealing with all the garage stuff. I am going to be working on getting November Friday Flashes settled. So don’t expect much in the way of updates over the weekend.
Next up in updates for next week are Didn’t We Almost Have it All and The Space in My Bed. Friday, September 06th begins the start of September’s Song Flashes. Wednesday will also have the continuation of the Wednesday flashes.
I had thoughts of taking a different walk around for my Walk With Me post for August, but I just didn’t get the chance. Life got in the way. I did do a post earlier in the month, so we’ll see what I can do with the walks in September.
Also in the month of September I will be experimenting with cheesecake recipes. (Plain New York Style this time)
In general what do I have to do writing-wise, I still need to finish my OMS story (don’t expect anything long folks) so it’s ready for November, and get cracking on that Christmas Jim/Prime story. I still haven’t decided if there will be other Christmas/Holiday related fare other than a few flashes. We’ll see if inspiration strikes. There may be a sequel in there somewhere for How to Survive the Winter Break With a Vulcan Instructor.
PS. My Devotion was updated
Here they are! HA HA
Kirk is wearing a gold shirt with blue jeans. And I am especially proud of his hair!. Spock is wearing a science blue robe, doing the ta’al and has pointed ears. Kirk has a cane in his hand but somehow the paint program decided to make the background black and I can’t figure out how to undo it. Also the reason that Kirk appears armless!
Oh wait! I wasn’t supposed to share it here before November. Alas, I guess that disqualifies it from being in the OMS challenge. Damn it!
Hello friends
I am still working on flashes, including one for Memorial Day, which will be posted on that Monday. In addition I want to finish all of Junes.
Next up to update is The Swap, so as soon as I can get to it, I’ll give it a shot.
I have the first chapter of a new fiction that is, untitled, based on JJ’s idea. I don’t know when I will be posting it but…um…soon.
This weekend is, of course, Mother’s Day, here in the US. We are taking the 92 year old mother to Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse, a favorite place for all of us. Merry making will be had. That’s at 3:30 on Sunday.
That’s about it, though. Oh. Once The Swap is updated, the next one will be My Heart’s a Virgin.
Jim was starting to wonder how long it would take for them to rescue him from whatever whacked universe this was.
The thing of it was, he’d been unlucky to be in a mirror universe before. That one had been scary, because instead of the Federation there had been the Empire. Spock had a beard and had, at one point, held him by the neck against the wall. When he’d returned to his own universe, he still wore the bruises from Spock’s fingers.
But at least he could communicate with that Spock and the rest.
In this one, whatever it was, he somehow found himself on ancient Vulcan, or so it seemed to Jim, because they didn’t appear to be very advanced at all, and none of them seemed to speak anything other than Vulcan. And damn it, his Vulcan sucked.
The moment he had appeared, he’d been set upon by a group of half-naked Vulcan warriors thrusting weapons at him, and poking and prodding him. He hadn’t been sure if they intended to kill him, fuck him, or eat him. Or maybe all three.
Then Spock had appeared, or he sure as hell looked like Spock, also half-naked and much more muscular than his Spock, and yeah, okay, he thought of Spock as his, with long hair, and tattoos of Vulcan scripts on his chest and arms.
Anyway, he had fought off several other beastly Vulcans to claim Jim. Well, not literally. Or Jim didn’t think so.
He had been brought by Spock to a dwelling that seemed sort of a cross between a hut and a cottage. He’d been unceremoniously dumped onto a heap of cushions in the middle of said dwelling, not sure if the cushions acted as a couch or a bed, and then Spock had disappeared into another room.
Eventually he had returned with food which he had foisted upon Jim. Begrudgingly Jim had eaten it, all the while asking Spock if it was poison, and getting, of course, no response, because he was hungry and didn’t know when he would get the opportunity to eat again.
After that, and where they were now, actually, Spock sat on the cushions next to Jim simply staring at him.
“Uh.”
Spock tilted his head.
Jim moistened his lips. “Nice, um, nice tatts by the way.” Jim sort of pointed to the artwork on Spock’s chest. Spock must have gotten it because he straightened and puffed out his chest.
“So.”
Spock pointed to him. “So.”
“Oh. No. Um. No. That’s not my name.” Jim sighed. Pointed to himself. “Jim.”
“So Jim.”
He laughed. “No. Just Jim.”
“So Just Jim.”
Jim blew out a breath. “Okay, whatever. It’s not like I’ll be here long enough for it to matter.” Or so he hoped.
Spock pointed at himself. “Spock.”
“Yeah. Hi. Hello Spock.”
Spock leaned forward and put his hand on Jim’s cheek. “Pretty.”
He blinked. “You-you know the word pretty?”
Spock nodded. “Pretty!”
“Er. I mean I guess.”
“So Just Jim pretty.”
He found himself smiling in spite of himself. “Spock pretty.”
Which apparently was the wrong thing to say or the right, depending on your point of view, because suddenly Jim found himself flat on his back, underneath a very heavy Vulcan.
“Oh. Um. Wow.”
Spock smiled, which sure was strange. He put his hand on Jim’s cheek again. “Mine.”
“What?”
“So Just Jim Spock’s.”
“Well. Not that I’m not flattered or anything, but—”
Spock’s eyes narrowed. “Mine.”
And then he ripped Jim’s shirt in half.
It was at that exact moment that he heard the transporter activated and found himself reappearing on the Enterprise, lying on his back across it, unfortunately, torn shirt and all.
“Captain.”
Jim turned his head to look at his first officer, whose perfectly groomed eyebrow was arched high under those bangs of his. He moistened his lips.
“Damn it, Spock. You could have waited an hour or so.”
“Captain?”
He sighed and sat up. “I just left what is bound to be a very frustrated Vulcan.”
Spock reached down and helped him up. “If you’d like to be sent back, I can see if that can be arranged.”
Jim walked away, looking back over his shoulder. “Don’t be ridiculous. We’ll just have to role play.”
Spock stared. “Role play?”
**** Explicit, slightly altered version now online
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 