M. L. Hollowell
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
Three hours of screeching kitties and out-of-tune instruments.
At least they're only doing the first act.
Marielle is frazzled because she has to help with the preparations, hair, makeup, the costumes.
There isn't much I can do but offer moral support.
It's a scene straight out of Norman Rockwell.
Or if you could look through the window of a Thomas Kinkade painting.
The festively adorned tree in the corner.
Artificial, but I spritzed some pine-scented air freshener around the room.
Carpenter's Christmas CD playing softly on repeat.
Snow cascading down outside the windows.
The warm, crackling fire in the fireplace.
We don't have a fireplace.
And my loved ones.
All of us together in the spirit of the season.
but I am desperately awaiting the time when they all go to bed, so I can get back to work.
I need to start, goddammit.
I hover the cursor over the proceed box, unloose a long exhalation of breath, and tap the mouse.