Jack of Harts

I finished painting another miniature army this weekend. That’s for fun and because it feels to make something pretty. I’ve also put more work into another story I’m writing, and have nailed the crosswork it will be built on. The theme if you will. It’s a short story from Caroline Murphy’s perspective. Now to fill in the scenes the story needs. Three in total, with one mostly done. So two scenes. That could take a two days or twenty depending on life. And in that life, I’ve finally cleared out enough of my mom’s bedroom to completely empty one of five shelves and tear it down. And one shelf in twenty in my house. Though a lot of my shelves are partially empty. Some things are being donated, some thrown away, and some boxed up for moving from my house to mom’s house. Which one day I’m certain I will start thinking of as my house. Even if I never wanted that. But life goes on, and either we go on with it or we don’t. I choose to go on, even if the road is unwished.