Behold, our new Cub Scout. He's pretty proud, and I'm proud of him.
I think Cub Scouts will be good thing for Sheridan, even if it kills Karla and I...which it might considering all the things they want us to do. I swear, nobody told me that having kids meant having to keep up with so much paperwork and activities. Now suddenly we have teachers and scoutmasters and therapists making demands on our time and braincycles. Everybody wants parental involvement nowadays...it's not like the good old days where you payed your taxes and dumped your kid at the door of the nearest public school :P
I could have just stuck with cats, but noooooooo...
I seem to be fighting a bit of writer's block, so I'm taking an extreme measure. I'm going to go strict GFCF for a little while. I usually avoid the gluten, but I do cheat from time to time, and I haven't been sweating cross contamination at all. And since I didn't quite test a firm positive for casien intolerance, I've not really worried about milk products lately. Yet the fact remains it was when I went on a strict GFCF diet two and a half years ago that I suddenly started writing. I decided to test and see if I need to clean things out a little so I'm going to go back on it. Just for two or three weeks, to see if it makes a difference with the writing.
My first year I wrote one publishable novel and twelve publishable short stories. This year I have definitely fallen off that pace. I've got one half of a novel done, six short stories (well, in all fairness three are novelettes which equal 1 1/2 short stories), and a couple of flash fictions. Not so good. I need to figure out what's up with that. The main thing is that I haven't been productive at all lately.
Time to figure out why and get back to work.