It’s been one helluva week. I’m not looking forward to my birthday next week either. I’m pretty much over 2021. One good thing I did manage a deep edit on the first five chapters of These Haunted Hills. Picking up here with Brendan and Josh after Brendan has returned from Columbus
I’m sorry about leaving like that.”
Josh shook his head. “You don’t owe me an apology.”
“I know you’re hurting. I’d be a shitty human being if I didn’t make allowances for that.”
“You have no idea how much I appreciate that. Want to come in?”
Josh held his arms out from his sides. “I’m pretty dirty.”
“I do have a shower in there. I can mix us up something to drink.”
I finally started editing These Haunted Hills, not much but this is the first real progress I’ve made on anything original since my injury. I’m picking up where I left off with this snippet with Josh seeing Brendan for the first time since he returned from Columbus.
“I got back a little while ago.” Brendan set his computer side so he could stand. “Did the raccoons mess with your camera again?”
“They won’t be doing it again, stupid things.” Josh huffed. “Or should I say smart things, tremendously ridiculously smart things. I hopefully have the cameras locked in better. I wouldn’t leave any trash around the pit. You’ll have them swinging off your chimney.”
“How scary do they sound?” Brendan didn’t want a repeat of him freaking out about sounds in the night.
“Like giant rats climbing on the roof.”
“Perfect.” Brendan shuddered then closed the distance between them. He pulled Josh close, kissing him as if his life depended on it. Maybe not his life, but his nerve. The only thing ruining the moment was the stench of tick repellant. He wanted to lick Josh’s neck but it would probably taste like he smelled: awful.
“Mmm, that was a nice welcome back,” Josh said when Brendan let him up for air.
The good news from the vascular surgeon is I still have good blood flow in my leg. The less good news is the orthopedic surgeon still has me on a walker (which is needed I agree) but maybe for another 6 weeks. Sigh. I should be editing this novel but I am having trouble motivating.
Picking up These Haunted Hills where I left off with Brendan freshly returned from Columbus waiting on Josh who’s been out in the woods near his cabin.
He eventually lost himself in the haunted world he was creating, not even hearing Josh’s approach until he was shockingly close. Josh waved, a bashful expression on his face as if he were sorry he’d startled Brendan. He wore jeans with the knees torn out and a T-shirt with a dragon sitting on a hoard of books with the words ‘book wyrm’ on it. He had twigs in his blond hair and a smudge of dirt across the bridge of his nose.
“Hey. You’re back. I almost didn’t recognize you.” Josh scrubbed a hand over his chin, leaving behind more dirt.
Prepping to go back to Columbus for a battery of vascular and orthopedic tests. They start so early in the morning i have to go down the day before but I’m hoping for good news.
I’m picking up this snippet (longer than lines) from when Brendan has come back from Columbus (ironically) and has decided to try and move past his son’s death. For reference, Josh is out in the woods fixing his trail cameras and doesn’t know Brendan is back and the pendant in question is the one made of his son’s ashes. These Haunted Hills
Leaving his drink on the table, he took off his pendant and tucked it reverently away inside his suitcase. There, he’d given himself permission to go that far. Brendan opened up his lap top as he settled down to write and wait on Josh. He assumed Josh would come knock on the door when he saw Brendan’s car. He hoped. No, maybe I should go outside.
Relocating his computer and his drink outside to the porch, Brendan tried to work. He rubbed his chin, feeling bare skin for the first time in a long time. After meeting with Heather, he’d gone home and saved. He swore years came off with that beard. He hadn’t realized how much his beard aged him. He hoped Josh didn’t mind. Truthfully, he was glad to be rid of it. He’d grown it because most days he’d been too mentally exhausted to care about grooming. His beard itched him. He could handle a goatee but the full beard somehow made him itch.
This week showed me a medical office working the way it should. I told my vascular surgeon’s office that I’m coming from 3 hours away and could they move the testing to my orthopedic surgeon’s day (3 days later) so I didn’t have to spend a week in a hotel or could they send the tests to Pittsburgh. They worked for days to get ALL my visits on one day. I still have a 3 hour trip and one day in a hotel (as the day begins at 7 AM) but I’m having all four visits at once and that’s pretty fantastic.
Have a little bit more of These Haunted Hills. I’m skipping a head a bit. Brendan is done meeting his ex in Columbus and has headed back to his cabin in the woods feeling a little more sure of himself.
Brendan drove up to the cabin, surprised to see Josh’s truck parked there. He hadn’t told Josh when he was going to be back. There had been a text alert when he was driving and he refused to look at those when he was behind the wheel. When he checked he saw a cryptic message. In the woods. Damn trash pandas.
From that Brendan assumed the cameras had gotten knocked aside again and Josh was out there somewhere fixing them. As tempting as it was to go play grizzly Adams with Josh, Brendan went inside and mixed up another dark and stormy heavy on the rich rum. He might need it because he wanted to pick up where he left off. He didn’t want to be drunk but Brendan needed to file the edge off.