Hello to Shadow Pond Family!
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Where did the summer go? I thought it was still July, as that is Mr. Scottâs birthday month; then I blinked and poof! Mid-August arrived. What in the blazes?
Your patience with me is boundless; my calendar tells me that I need to post new chapters to âMusic in the Airâ r..e..g..u..l..a..r..l..y and that means every two to three weeks. So, my mind apparently has its own ideas about such things and it appears that I am currently on a monthly+ posting basis - but, my mind didnât tell me this. Where was I? (...probably still wondering where July went off to...) I will try to get better at this; personally I like what my calendar tells me...
Gloria Steinem once said, âWriting is the only thing that when I do it, I donât feel like I should be doing something else.â
Very nice. However, for the rest of us who are not full-time/paid writers, things such as life, family, jobs (?!?!!!), friends, various living responsibilities, sleeping, and the like, take up the time we want to spend on the âfun stuffâ (i.e. writing, reading, creating, having fun...), yes? Â
Thank you for waiting on me. (hand on heart)
âMusic in the Airâ DOES have a new chapter today; it is called:  âRipple Effect, Chapter 31. Here are some excerpts - please enjoy:
---Udoâs eyes became large and he said with alarm, âSir, you have not even had your coffee yet? Â Oh, goodness, please excuse me, I need to make a call to our concierge; I will have it all brought up immediately,â And Udo stood up, bowed slightly and walked quickly over to a desk which had a hotel phone, his travel satchel, laptop, cell phone, and portfolio on it. Â Udo picked up the phone and spoke politely into it. Â Udo couldnât believe that his Masters had come to check on him before Dr. Hank had food and the Master had his coffee. Udoâs mind was near-frantic, âThis is simply not proper!â
---Boris felt the familiar and delightful stirring that occurred whenever Hank kissed him in that way and it began to show; Boris pulled away slightly as he didnât want Hank to think he was completely uncouth; after all, Boris knew that Hank had just been upset with him for his selfish behavior. Hank moved his right hand down to the small of Borisâ back and pushed Boris against him, so he could feel Borisâ growing firmness again and said, âDonât hide that from me.â
---âAh...my naked husband in a pool; why did I even bother to eat dessert?  I see my dessert right in front of me here,â Boris said playfully, âWould you like a glass of port, my beloved One?â âThatâs sounds great!  Are you going to join me in the water?â  Hank asked. âThat question is like asking the sun if it shall rise tomorrow,â Boris stated...
---âI was grazed by a bullet,â Boris said plainly. âWhat?!â Hank exclaimed and tensed his body. âPlease relax, my beloved One, it was many, many years ago,â Boris replied; he almost said, âIt was only a flesh woundâ, but didnât because he imagined that comment wouldnât make Hank feel any less distraught.
---âThere is only one more, I think...â Boris said simply, lowered his left leg and lifted his other leg and pointed to the middle of his right foot, âAnd this one was when we were rebuilding the shipyard in Gibraltar; I was walking along the dock and a portion of it gave way - it was quite decrepit - and a metal shard went through some very beautiful Italian leather dress shoes and impaled my foot, but miraculously kept me from falling into the drink!â âStop, please!â Hank exclaimed with a nervous laugh. Boris continued as if he was a boy simply recalling something that happened on a playground, âThe shard went in between all of the bones and tendons and completely, and luckily, missed anything important, except my shoes, and...â  Hank took his wet fingers and put them on Borisâ lips to silence him, âOkay, okay, stop it, I get it!  You donât realize what my mind - the mind of a doctor - visualizes when you tell me this kind of stuff!  And this is on top of the fact that you are my husband and I love you and I worry about you!â