Oz Whiston writing as Oz Drummond (birdhousefrog) wrote,
Oz Whiston writing as Oz Drummond
birdhousefrog

Gray Morning

The stealth coon was around this morning when I got up. He wasn't as concerned as he had been in the past about my existence.

Water is my job. I fill water buckets and swish them out. Last night I took off fly masks and brushed horses that wanted brushing before dinner. Too windy to ride, the boss said. Not to mention both of us are exhausted by deadline stuff. I slept in the afternoon. I thought that would keep me up, but it didn't. I was asleep by 11. Up again at 5:30, pretty normal for me. Just west coast time. Should be interesting tomorrow night. I'll need to get to bed on east coast time.

Ephiny wanted me to brush her yesterday. She's not usually that interested in what I'm doing. But she kept coming back when someone else pushed her away. Ok. I got the message. Herd dynamics. It comes more naturally to me now.

Chopped up bits of the gen ship story. Some of the old writing was good enough to keep, has the right emotional level. Lots of it just has to go. You're not to know. I'm keeping you all in the dark as readers. Because I can. Well, no, not really. It's more because the inhabitants of the world don't notice what's different about their world. No referent.

Dogs to vet for shots today.

Frog Out
Tags: genship stories, helen, tlc places, writing
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