Can I get an amen on that? Writing, writing, writing! Working on Trinity, which is huge fun. I love Jack and I hope you all love Renee and Galen too! This will be a spin off from Cascadia Wolves. The story takes place in Boston where Jack works as the Enforcer to the National Pack. You’ll see Cade and Grace and their children as well as get to know Renee, a human woman, and Galen, a member of the local jamboree (yes, he’s a cat shifter). I expect to be done with the first draft by the 4th of July.
I think sometimes, the last week and a half or so of school is way more trouble than it’s worth. All this running around, the snacks, the sack lunches for field days, the permission slips and odd schedules – it all seriously drives me nuts. More so because dealing with some of the parents at the elementary school is like chewing tinfoil. I have manners. I might be bitchy and stuff, but in a parking lot filled with children I freaking watch. These people! Gah!
This morning a woman pulled out of the line of cars without a turn indicator or even the basic move of her eyes to her mirrors. I’m always taking care to drive slowly enough – it’s a school for god’s sake! But I nearly hit her because I’d already started to pass her. She then rolled through the crosswalk and ran the stop sign, pulled into the main drive across two lanes and made a left cutting off a school bus.
I’m never sure why people act this way. Clearly she has a child going to school there so the concept that children, jacked up on summer coming and hurrying to get to their classrooms, don’t pay a lot of attention so WE have to for them, can’t be foreign to her brain. Could it? Also, stop signs – big RED with STOP in bolded white all caps letters – it’s not “hey, listen, if you have the time, can you please stop?”
I keep hearing adults talk about “kids today” and how they have no manners, but it’s the adults who seem to be the problem. Kids learn from us. When you speed through the lot or park in the drop off lane just to chat with another parent instead of parking the car and walking and getting out of the way, when you can’t be bothered to send home school notices that are not filled with grammatical and syntax errors – then you can talk about kids today. But as far as I can tell, it’s parents today teaching their kids to be as selfish as they are and not the other way around.
And now I officially feel a hundred years old. Excuse me while I go tell some kids to get off my lawn or the HOA will send me a letter about it.