This very second I am sitting outside, writing this on my sister's laptop. I've been working on my WIP (mostly while outside) and doing other things recently (like re-watching Alias and reading books about writing) which is why I've been invisible (again).
Sorry about that. I love blogging and the book/writer blog community. I'm just really busy. No excuse, I know, but straight up truth.
I will try to remedy the invisibility by posting some reviews soon. I think I said that in my last update a couple weeks ago. Soon doesn't mean the same thing to you that it means to mean.
Back to where I began:
I love where I live.
Tennessee, and my town especially, has a great mix of rural and urban. Lots and lots and lots of trees, but you don't have to be out in the sticks to see them. I get to experience every season, for better or worse, and I can see mountains, fields, wildflowers, deer, all within a mile of my house. Which also happens to be only a few miles from a Wal-Mart.
I have awesome local coffee shops to get awesome coffee-less drinks, and bigger store chains to shop from. I can get fast food or local food. I can walk down the street without fearing for my life. I can catch a demolition derby at the fairgrounds and then catch the latest blockbuster at our twelve screen theater. I can watch a Shakespearean play at the local park or go beat people in laser tag (I'm a laser tag sniper - which equals awesome).
Did I mention nature yet? Oh yeah, I did, but I'll mention it again. I love driving through the twisty back roads barely big enough for a car and right in the middle of a mountain forest. I love the rivers and lakes that are nearby. I love the sky and the sunsets I can't see for the trees. I love the high places where I can see clear across town.
So really, do you love where you live? What's the best thing about it?