In case anyone doesn’t know the blog title, Devil Gate Drive is a Suzi Quatro song from the 70s. 1974 in fact.
Moving right along.

After a discussion with Doris yesterday regarding ‘Life in the Leaves’ (or whatever I eventually call the story) … turns out she likes fantasy even though she repeatedly asked me to write ‘romance’. But apparently, it is a kind of fantasy because there is tea leaf reading. Bugger my days! I thought that was just life and you know, a thing people did. (That is not the case? I suppose most people don’t read tarot either?)
I might add some spell work (again, I thought that was pretty normal stuff) to the beginning because I saw the perfect place for a little magic and the spell I was thinking of is not something that should be done lightly, ever. There is a lot of potential with something like that when it comes to blowback and chaos.

Question: In the Veronica Tracey Spy/PI books, Ronnie dowses to find people and things. Does that mean I should have those books in another category? Are they fantasy? I do not think that’s the case at all. There is nothing fantastical about dowsing.

It’s given me a bit to think about. I would not class it as paranormal even though someone did say that in a review. I think of paranormal as being evil monsters and supernatural stuff. There are no ghosts or monsters. Just a spot of very normal dowsing. 🙂

Anywho, [Whiskey Tango Foxtrot] is off with my lovely editor (she’s currently on a wee holiday celebrating her 40th wedding anniversary and I think that’s a wonderful achievement). 🙂

I am between projects. Or, not inclined to write at the moment. I’m not entirely sure which it is.
There is that one story waiting for me to finish it, even with spell work I think it’ll take a bit of effort to finish. I can almost see the finish line but it’s a few chapters away and … I’m still trying to find the enthusiasm to finish it.

We had a fab holiday in Christchurch. Always great being there and being at one with Chrissy. Even though I am allergic to Christchurch. 🙂 🙂

And a lovely few days in Mahau and then Superman lost it at me because he decided we were shitting around when we should’ve been on the road to make the Ferry. Someone (him) didn’t listen or comprehend that our Ferry was cancelled and we were re-booked on a 2:30AM sailing on Monday morning. We had an ENTIRE day and most of Saurday night to kill.
Also, it makes no fucking difference if you’re last on the boat (when driving on) or first on, likewise, it makes zero difference if there are children on board. Not really sure what the shouting was about to be honest but I sure didn’t feel like hanging around after that. (We didn’t have breakfast; just a coffee and we left for Ngakuta then Picton.)
We didn’t sail until almost 5AM Sunday. The weather was bad, the Ferry was late crossing and then struggled to berth in Picton.
Needless to say, we were a bit tired by the time we got home. We both managed a nap in the car while in the queue to board but that’s not exactly a good sleep!
Anyway, we had a lovely Saturday evening at The Crow with Geoff’s brother, then went over to visit cousins Pam and Lee. Luckily they don’t go to bed early.
EDITED because I don’t know what day it is. 🙂

Home.
Was nice to be missed. 🙂
Spent yesterday with Miss Violet and Miss Xanthy. Miss V was delighted to see me. She’s really got this walking thing down.
Diesel is exhausted today, he worked hard at babysitting. He quite likes that when Miss V is finished with whatever she’s eating she puts it in his mouth and he’s developed a technic of catching her when she falls with his body. He’s her soft landing.