Eric Mayer
Byzantine Blog

Probably the only vaguely interesting thing about me is that with my wife, Mary Reed, I co-author the John the Eunuch mystery series set in sixth century Constantinople. But that doesn't stop me from dwelling here on the boring minutiae of the rest of my life, present and past, along with the occasional word about writing.
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There is no pleasure to me without communication: there is not so much as a sprightly thought comes into my mind that it does not grieve me to have produced alone, and that I have no one to tell it to.
--Michel de Montaigne

Journal Entry

Today I'm going to try something different. The heck with agonizing over a topic. I'm going to journal. That's right, journaling in my journal. What a concept.

Well, let's see...what's been happening? Oh yeah, I got up.

Hey, that was easy. I could say that every day. Unless I didn't get up. In which case I wouldn't be at my computer to explain why. Not that anyone would care if I couldn't even get out of bed. OK, maybe some of you would care. But don't worry, I've always managed to get up. Someday, when I'm old, maybe I'll stay in bed with a laptop. But I won't wear red.

Now the cat's welded to my lap. Every morning, as soon as I sit down in front of the computer, the cat gets on me. (Yeah, I've explained that, but I have to write down what's going on, don't I?) I don't know if the cat thinks its doing me a favor and showing its support or demonstrating ownership. It's been on me an hour. Because it's cold outside. (In the summer the cat visits for about a minute -- just a courtesy sit) Less than three hours until spring and there's snow blowing through the frigid air and covering the grassy hill behind the house, at the bottom of which sits my car.

I was supposed to go to the grocery today so now it's going to have to be curry without the hard boiled eggs. We probably eat too many eggs anyway. I hear they're bad for you. Maybe I'll live an extra two minutes for the egg I don't eat today.

And a boring two minutes they'll probably be!



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