I begin to suspect that I will not be making Monday updates as planned. I’m thinking Tuesdays at this point, while extending the caveat that any time-guarantee is not yet in place. Quantity has so far been consistent, but only because I’m using one day a week to say I have nothing to say except that I’ll say more on a later day in the week.
In frequently repeated news, I’ll have something up at some point in the near future, whether that’s tomorrow or the next day. Or the two next after it. We’re not picky here at TheStoryFolder.
An actual short version of a long story:
Update will go up later this week.
The slightly longer version of the same short story:
My surface pro has decided it doesn’t like connecting to public internet, the Xfinity self-installation kit for my apartment won’t arrive until Wednesday (give or take a few days, depending on whether they processed my order on Saturday or waited to mail it until this morning), and I don’t want to be reprimanded for using the internet for personal reasons the first day on the job. I’ll have to become too invaluable to fire first. Wish me luck*!
*Or providence, if you want to get theologically accurate about it.
This evening — my last evening here in Montana for awhile — my family and I ended up at the splash park, where most of sat in lawn chairs and watched my sister-in-law doggedly follow my niece back and forth between the water fountains and the jungle gym. During dinner we were mildly attacked by a hornet, who didn’t sting anyone but wouldn’t leave my Aunt alone for the better part of fifteen minutes. Half an hour later, after multiple assassination attempts, my brother finally stunned it between a pizza box and his hat. I kid you not, this is how the rest of us responded:
Confession: I am kidding about an announcer in the background describing our genetic heritage. However, the enthusiastic golf claps were real.
I’ve cried a couple of times tonight* (and goodness knows I’ll cry again tomorrow as I’m pulling away from my parent’s house at 5:30 in the morning), and today’s update is just a quick rundown on my schedule. There will be no updates next week as I’m giving myself a break while I move 1500+ miles cross country, and when I return on the 11th it will be to a single post per week. Right now the plan is to try on Monday for size, but the day is subject to change. Also, since I’m dropping down to weekly updates, I hope to make most — if not quite all — of them more significant in length and content. I.E. short stories, poems, serials updated weekly, longer blog posts, etc.
Of course, that may also change. At this point, the only thing I guarantee is the weekly update. When or what is up in the air, but the bare minimum of how often isn’t.
*and someday I’ll explain in full detail the creepy way my bother and sister-in-arms (a woman who has become not only family, but one of my dearest friends) conveyed goodbye as I drove away from their house on movie nights. But that’s a story for another time.