Movie Time!

I just finished re-watching Logan, in preparation to see Deadpool & Wolverine tomorrow. WOW I forgot how sad the ending was! The cat came out to check on me, meowing and everything (and then sniffing around my popcorn), because I was so upset.

She hasn’t been quite as snuggly lately. Not very often curling up on my hip like she used to when I would be in bed on my phone. Then again, I’ve been at the computer desk more often than in bed while at home. She does like to curl up in front of the keyboard, which made editing my old vampire fan fic a bit tricky!

Otherwise, she’ll tuck herself into the laundry basket currently parked in front of the printer. I’ve decided I’ll take things out of it as needed, but I’m not putting all of it away, since it’s become her nest. I even tossed a towel over the top of the laundry, mostly to keep the cat hair off it so it doesn’t have to be re-washed. But she loves towels, too.

That got me to reflecting; she was more affectionate when I was depressed. I think she worries about me. I mentioned this to my daughter, who said yeah, that could very well be true. Kiddo even said she must sense when I’m upset. I’ve never been very good at keeping my emotions off my face. Body language, expression, scent, not to mention behavior: all of that indicates state of mind.

I wouldn’t will myself back into a more depressive state just to get a little extra love from the cat, but it’s nice to know she cares.

When kiddo lived here with us, she was always more my daughter’s cat. It was the second cat we adopted, who was more my boy.

Now that it’s just the two of us here, both with our own physical and emotional struggles, we’ve definitely grown closer.

Circling back: Logan is an amazing movie. I agree with kiddo’s assessment that Wolverine seems far more authentic behind an R rating, where he can get really gritty and use the F word. That feels on-brand for Wolverine.

I did, however, love the scene in one of the earlier movies where he encounters a cat in the kitchen at the mansion. I think kitty even licked his claws or something. Anyway, it was adorable. Animal to animal bonding LOL…

Very excited for tomorrow. Kiddo saw the movie already as a birthday surprise, from her boyfriend’s brother, who paid for all of them to go. He also got her a Mothman t-shirt that arrived a few days later.

Kiddo was very enthused to discuss it with me, but didn’t want to spoil anything. She said I had to see it soon, so we could talk all about it.

Also, as I mentioned, I’ve gone back and edited an old story of mine in preparation for a sequel. This is just something free to read online (Wattpad). A spin-off of a spin-off. I had put together a short novel-length tale with the hypothetical, what if David and the other vamps from The Lost Boys were all in a band together, in present day, and David was romantically involved with both Michael and Star.

I changed names and some physical descriptions, and tweaked the vampire mythos from the film quite a bit. It was a lot of fun to write. I remember days at one of my former jobs, beaming with self-satisfaction, remembering the last thing I had added to the story, eagerly anticipating going home to write even more.

It’s been rough getting off the ground again, but I’ve started work on a sequel. I think the issue is that I want to edit while I write, and really perfect the intro so it has a nice, sexy hook. And that really hurts the writing process. A writer I admire said it’s like your left hand is holding your right hand hostage, when you try to do both.

I’ll play around with it some more and see what I can come up with. I also want to re-immerse myself in all the sensory details of the scene. It picks up right where the first story left off. This one might be shorter. We will see. I don’t know that I have another 50,000 words in me on this one. Then again, who knows? I may surprise myself.

Been steadily working on my DBT stuff, and added a mantra to my Book of Shadows, which kind of blends the witchy with the therapeutic. Even sketched out a drawing of how I would like to feel really embodying this mantra. “I am full of passion and creative spark. Confidence flows freely through me, but never at the expense of others.”

Thought that mantra might benefit me, along with regular meditation, and improved self-care with the Finch app.

Maybe pivoting away from reading witchy books in favor of reading my own work is a smidge less spiritual? But creativity and spirituality kind of go hand in hand for me. Now, I just need to get out of edit mode and into storymaking mode.

I did check in today, to see where I left off with Make Your Own Magic, at the very least. I have some reflective exercises to complete before reading any further. Maybe later on tonight. I should also get outside at some point, ideally before the sun goes down.

I promise to remain spoiler-free about the movies. I accidentally gave away a detail about Pirates of the Caribbean to some online friends, not realizing only two or three of our group had already seen it. Ever since then, as though due to karma, I’ve encountered so many spoilers, including a recent one on Facebook about the season finale of The Boys.

Well, the cat is back on the desk again, so I will end it here. Have a great rest of your day!