Of Birthdays & Bedlam

First, I just realized that goal posts like these never show the music video in Twitter.  It takes a picture if I put one in the post or my black & white author photo from a few years ago.  Learn something new every day.

So, this week came and went fairly quickly. Maybe not that quickly, but my brain is a slight blur.  I’m still getting used to the oral appliance, so my sleeping isn’t improved by much.  I think last night was the first one where I felt like things were getting better.  The problem is that the top still hurts and I think one side of the bottom part needs to be tightened.  The other is on there good, but it feels like I can wiggle the other like it’s a loose tooth.  Tuesday is adjustment day, so we’ll see what happens.

Writing-wise, I made some major progress on Derailing Bedlam.  I could feasibly finish it by the end of next week if nothing goes wrong.  That and I get to write a section tonight and tomorrow night.  Even if I don’t finish, I’ll get it by the following Monday or next weekend.  Then I have a week and a half to prep the September posts and start working on the December guest posts.  Can’t believe the summer school is already down to 2.5 weeks left.  I don’t know what I’ll be working on between that and the first day of regular school, which is another 2.5 week span.  Maybe outlining?  All I need for Path of Traitors is one more piece and then I’ll have a September release.  I’ll only have nights, so outlining will probably win unless I still have guest posts to write up.  When the kid is home, parenting takes the lead.  Speaking of parenthood:

I no longer have a 7-year-old.  He’s 8 and we had his bowling birthday party today, which is why this post is late.  Wanted to have the real fun to talk about.  All of the kids had a blast bowling and my son even got a few strikes.  This is very impressive considering he never aims and is too busy jumping in place out of excitement.  There was no stopping this, but why would you?  We spend so much time trying to get him to act calm that one day of letting him give in to his hyperactivity isn’t bad.  He even got to wear the crown his teacher made for him.

Here is where the writing and parenting collide a bit.  I’m going to have to type with really sore thumbs.  Partially self-inflicted.  My son is big into superheroes and asked for a lot of superhero Lego sets.  Also, an ultra-soft Batman plush blanket that makes me wish for colder weather, so we can share it.  Seriously, it’s one of those blankets that cause you to get drowsy just by putting it to your cheek.  Where was I?  Ah . . . Here is the Lego haul that we’ve yet to tackle:

  1. Wolverine & Magneto Micros
  2. Lego Batman Movie: Clayface
  3. Lego Batman Movie: Joker’s Lowriding Limo
  4. DC Superheroes: Brainiac Attacks (Only set with Martian Manhunter)
  5. Avengers Tanker Turmoil or Something
  6. Spider-Man Robbery

It doesn’t end there.  He got enough gift cards and a check to cover one that I’ll admit to wanting myself.  You see, I only get to put these together with him.  Once the sets are complete, I can’t touch them without permission.  So, building is fun for daddy.  We’re heading out tomorrow to get:

7.  Lego Batman Movie Batcave (1,047 pieces)

Spaceship, Spaceship, Spaceship was 940 pieces.  That took 4 hours and an entire morning.  We’re thinking of getting this in the morning and tackling it all afternoon.  I’ll admit that I mentioned getting a small 8th one just because it feels weird stopping at 7 when he turned 8.  Might be a little masochism at work here too.

My hope is to get all of these built by next weekend and do a post with all of them.  Figure that would be more interesting than me talking about writing a bit  more of Bedlam and the oral appliance.  Not unless something amazing happens at his first swimming class, which is going to make the Lego Bonanza difficult to maintain.  Maybe I’ll do a goal post and Lego post on Sunday.  Anyway, let’s look at the goals:

  1. Write more of Derailing Bedlam
  2. Put together 7-8 Lego sets with son.
  3. Ice thumbs
  4. Get oral appliance adjusted
  5. Wonder why my thumbs are twice their normal size
  6. Mix up the Batmen masks (he’ll have 8) and female hero’s hair when he isn’t looking.
  7. Read more Claymore.  What is keeping #24?
  8. Contemplate the fate of humanity
  9. Admit that I should watch a lot less news and act accordingly
  10. Learn to live without functional thumbs

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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13 Responses to Of Birthdays & Bedlam

  1. Sounds like a fun birthday. Remember, No news is good news.

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  2. I’d think you’d want to get him nine sets… it’s there some old saying that ends ‘… and one to grow on’? I think it was referring to candles, but lego sets last longer.

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  3. Glad you’re making great progress on writing, despite the sore thumbs from Lego set construction. Also, glad your son seems to have had a great birthday… Happy birthday to him!

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  4. I remember when my son got a huge Black Pearl from Pirates of the Caribbean. Talk about a day-long project.

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  5. Ellespeth says:

    Oh my goodness! You’ll be sending him off to college come summer 😦
    Ellespeth

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