Julie Barrett is a freelance writer and photographer based in Plano, TX.

Monday Mumblings Eyes A Safe Place

Fresh when it gets here from Julie Barrett
Monday, April 1, 2024

Yes, Monday Mumblings is back. I can tell you're excited.

Rest assured the reference to "safe place" has nothing to do with crime or politics. It's springtime in Texas, and we have some bumpy weather on the way. We'll take cover in the utility room if we have to, but at this point the storms seem to be losing some strength. Still, it's good to have a plan.

This is moving through fast, so we should be all clear for the monthly siren test tomorrow.

Hmm. Is that thunder I hear, or is it rumblings from my dinner? Could be either. Or both!

I worked on multiple projects today. I would sprint then settle in for a few YouTube videos, then sprint again. Except for the round of Beat Saber. We had the back door open (with the screen locked, because cats) and the humidity was doing my lungs no favors. I still got in a good half hour of exercise, so I'm happy on that front. Just took me a tad longer than usual to recover. 

The Hugo Award nominations were announced last week. Congratulations to all the nominees, and kudos to the Glasgow committee for their transparency. Some of you may know I actually ran the ceremony back in 2013, so I do have Thoughts on all this and some of those involved. I'm just going to say that I didn't feel exactly welcome in the lofty levels of SMOFdom after that. This controversy did dredge up some stuff from those days, but I'm not going to rehash them. It's been over a decade and I've moved on.

Well, I'd like to think I have, but this period also coincides with a very bad time for me, creatively. It wasn't just fandom. That was around the time my mother's health started to decline and since her last illness and her passing in 2016 I've had a lot of extra responsibility put on me. Yep, that's a great excuse. Why don't I get my butt in the chair and write? I dunno. I kind of wonder why I even bother. 

Oh, that was dark. It's the crushing weight of the humidity on my lungs. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

The light rain is here, and it should all should clear out in the next couple or three hours. Then the humidity will drop, the air should clear, and I should be able to breathe.

That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

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