The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

[Five_Inch_Heels]

There are five or six deer casually wandering around my front yard.

 

[HyunnaPark]

We welcome plot deer in the coffee shop. We are inclusive.

 

[NuclearFairy]

There are five or six deer casually wandering around my front yard.

And probably another couple dozen more as well, blending into the background and waiting.

 

[HyunnaPark]

and waiting.

Waiting?

Please tell me you're messing with me because I live in an urban area. Deer haven't started hunting humans in packs yet, right? I heard things are bad out there but this ...

... this is now starting to turn into a Halloween horror plot bunny.

 

[Statius]

Waiting?

Please tell me you're messing with me because I live in an urban area. Deer haven't started hunting humans in packs yet, right? I heard things are bad out there but this ...

... this is now starting to turn into a Halloween horror plot bunny.

Oh they wait, and yes they can get hostile, especially if they have young ones with them. They will charge and they will kick.

 

[NuclearFairy]

Waiting?

Please tell me you're messing with me because I live in an urban area. Deer haven't started hunting humans in packs yet, right? I heard things are bad out there but this ...

... this is now starting to turn into a Halloween horror plot bunny.

Every car passenger in any rural area has one very important job, keep an eye out for deer and hollar out, "Deer!" if you see one. Because for every deer you see, there's at least three more you don't see just waiting to jump out in front of the car and wreck everyone's day.

 

[MrPixel]

Waiting?

Please tell me you're messing with me because I live in an urban area.

Urban area means nothing! I was living on the San Francisco peninsula and deer were a daily occurrence in our (very dense) neighborhood.

Waiting? Gosh. Rule of thumb is if you see one, or two, there are others behind them ready to run across the road and make a mess out of your car.

Like ants in your kitchen, the deer were there first, and they'll be there long after we're not.

Then there's this post from yesterday in the "funny memes" thread:

The fawn must have been orphaned, because Mom wouldn't have stood for this, not for a millisecond.

 

[HyunnaPark]

waiting to jump out in front of the car and wreck everyone's day.

that makes more sense than mutated carnivorous deer, or wherever my head was going after being heads down in my story all day.

Full disclosure, I might be going a little insane.

 

[old_prof]

U've talked about people watching in restaurants before, There are so many interesting interactions in restaurants.

Tonight I was watching three young people at a table next to us. A young, very upbeat, woman, I guess around 23 or 24 was sitting with two mid-20s men (less of an idea on them, they were back to me. They might have been brothers. I was trying to figure out the dynamics for most of dinner. She pretty clearly was hoping to get lucky tonight, but I think they were clueless. I finally realized they were something like high school friends of her brother. I'm not sure if she was hoping for one of them in particular, either of them or both of them. My money would be on the last one, but that might have been wishful thinking by me. They said something near the end I couldn't hear and she just deflated, realizing she wasn't going to land either of them.

That wasn't a plot deer, that was a plot moose (appropriate up here in moose country). I could so rewrite the ending to that dinner.

 

[Duleigh]

One for @Duleigh - I know you have a spot spot for the old Aussie Pig.

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That's my baby - I went through months of training on that darling and it took Uncle Sam another 18 YEARS to assign me to the old bent-nose blow torch. In fact the last officer I ever worked for was Aussie, but he didn't have a US security clearance so I couldn't tell him what I was up to.

 

[HyunnaPark]

It's 3am and no one else in the city is awake to see my greatest guilty, solitary pleasure. I've got some hot chocolate, I'm slipping into a silky robe, and putting on some very sensual music. I've been delaying this gratification since I woke up.

But now, no one's around and it's my time and I can do what I want.

I'm cutting so many unnecessary words from this chapter. Oh, yeah, it feels really good. I just highlighted a whole passive voice sentence and pressed "delete", and I feel all tingly.

I just rewrote two clunky paragraphs as one, and now I'm really close.

Oh, fuck yeah, that's the spot, right there! That whole subplot is carrying no thematic weight! Oh, that's so good. I'm cutting it so hard right now.

Oh, god yeah! Oh god! Yes, yes!

This manuscript feels SO MUCH BETTER now.

Now you guys know why I love mornings.

 

[MrPixel]

That's my baby - I went through months of training on that darling and it took Uncle Sam another 18 YEARS to assign me to the old bent-nose blow torch. In fact the last officer I ever worked for was Aussie, but he didn't have a US security clearance so I couldn't tell him what I was up to.

I think I told you a little bit of my own experiences with the F-111, but I don't think I told the entire story. I was working as a summer engineering intern for NASA, and we had one we were using for flight testing. The most frequent characteristic under study was its performance in hard wind-up turns, mostly because the fuselage would blank the intakes. We were working one flight (Einar was the pilot, as usual) and on these tests we'd usually induce one compressor stall. I was frequently the one monitoring the telemetry for several engine parameters including turbine compression.

This particular flight Einar was told to push it hard, and I announce "Compressor stalling on #2." He radios attempts to restart, still in the turn. "Oh crap! #1 is going! It's gone!" I shout, or something like that. Frantic talk among the engineers about whether to prep to eject. Fortunately, he got #2 running again and had enough altitude to recover, but still to this day, 50+ years later, I recall just how hairy that whole situation was.

 

[sirhugs]

I think I told you a little bit of my own experiences with the F-111, but I don't think I told the entire story. I was working as a summer engineering intern for NASA, and we had one we were using for flight testing. The most frequent characteristic under study was its performance in hard wind-up turns, mostly because the fuselage would blank the intakes. We were working one flight (Einar was the pilot, as usual) and on these tests we'd usually induce one compressor stall. I was frequently the one monitoring the telemetry for several engine parameters including turbine compression.

This particular flight Einar was told to push it hard, and I announce "Compressor stalling on #2." He radios attempts to restart, still in the turn. "Oh crap! #1 is going! It's gone!" I shout, or something like that. Frantic talk among the engineers about whether to prep to eject. Fortunately, he got #2 running again and had enough altitude to recover, but still to this day, 50+ years later, I recall just how hairy that whole situation was.

did his vitals even spike? I bet he stayed calm throughout...

 

[sirhugs]

It's 3am and no one else in the city is awake to see my greatest guilty, solitary pleasure. I've got some hot chocolate, I'm slipping into a silky robe, and putting on some very sensual music. I've been delaying this gratification since I woke up.

But now, no one's around and it's my time and I can do what I want.

I'm cutting so many unnecessary words from this chapter. Oh, yeah, it feels really good. I just highlighted a whole passive voice sentence and pressed "delete", and I feel all tingly.

I just rewrote two clunky paragraphs as one, and now I'm really close.

Oh, fuck yeah, that's the spot, right there! That whole subplot is carrying no thematic weight! Oh, that's so good. I'm cutting it so hard right now.

Oh, god yeah! Oh god! Yes, yes!

This manuscript feels SO MUCH BETTER now.

Now you guys know why I love mornings.

for the hot chocolate of course

 

[TarnishedPenny]

The fawn must have been orphaned, because Mom wouldn't have stood for this, not for a millisecond.

My grandfather always bought the Readers' Digest coffee-table books and I, as a small New Reader, spent hours with my nose in them. One thing I remember is a strip of three or four B&W photos showing a white-tailed doe stomping a full-grown timber-wolf which had threatened her fawn.

Remember boys, the female is indeed the deadlier of the species.

 

[TarnishedPenny]

We're...still talking about snow, right?

One for @Duleigh - I know you have a spot spot for the old Aussie Pig.

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Good pic! And topical. Did you see the clip of (I think) one of the last B-57s still flying do a gear-up belly landing yesterday? https:// www.yahoo.com/news/articles/nasa-wb-57f-canberra-jet-202557313. html

 

[Candy_Kane54]

Another cold but sunny morning. The snow has been drifting but my driveway is still clear. Now I'm struggling with losing my main RL email address (not the one I use here). I'm going to have to change my e-mail address to so many websites and I'm dreading the ones that want to sent a confirmation e-mail to the e-mail address I can no longer access.

Anyways, there's a fresh pot of coffee brewing and the teapot is hot. There are various snacks on the counter and a bowl of fresh fruit and veggi snacks.

I'll be over in the corner working on my story and obsessing over losing my e-mail address, not so much for the e-mails but the contacts which I can no longer access. I guess I'm going to have to go into the local establishment to get any help on it. The stupid chatbot can't help me. That's what happens when the company running your mail server gets taken over by another company and they decide to replace the e-mail domain with their own.

 

[MrPixel]

did his vitals even spike? I bet he stayed calm throughout...

Einar, like all of the test pilots I grew up around, was as cool as cool could get.

 

[MrPixel]

I am amused. My latest story was posted under EH rather than my usual GS, and I am being thoroughly schooled that GS isn't the ghost town I thought it was. Maybe relative to LW and T/I it is, but... damn... my single-day readership is 1/4 what it normally is. EH was proper since there is a body count; I'm just taken aback at the small readership for the genre.

 

[HyunnaPark]

I just wrote an 8000 word Lit story, and skipped the sex entirely. Smash cut right from "Let's go to my place" to the impersonal narrator saying "So that's it. There's no more to the story." and wrapping it all up. Also I think I might be about to try and sell a story with two on-screen deaths to the "Happily Ever After" romance crowd.

I'm giving you guys this tip for putting up with me when I go a little cuckoo during the writing process, but if you want to make a lot of money then bet against me in the April Fool's comp.

 

[MillieDynamite]

So, I go to the doctor this morning to find out what I have. Not COVID, not the flu, but a plain Jane cold. He says, get rest, take some cold meds, and it'll be better in 7 to 12 days. UGH!

 

[stickygirl]

Anyone else delete a post because they get fed up of seeing it appear on their dash?
Just did. Will do it again! Quite satisfying

 

[Statius]

So, I go to the doctor this morning to find out what I have. Not COVID, not the flu, but a plain Jane cold. He says, get rest, take some cold meds, and it'll be better in 7 to 12 days. UGH!

Good luck, wish you well. Got over that a week or so ago. Knocked me on my ass, it wasn't fun. So bad I took two days off of work, never did that before.

 

[MillieDynamite]

I can't stay at home and not work, I mean, I work from home, so may as well work and feel bad as to not get stuff done to make money and feel bad.

Good luck, wish you well. Got over that a week or so ago. Knocked me on my ass, it wasn't fun. So bad I took two days off of work, never did that before.

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Anyone else delete a post because they get fed up of seeing it appear on their dash?
Just did. Will do it again! Quite satisfying

Post.

Thread.

Yup.