So...I'm late posting today. I blame physical therapy and well...I bought a bicycle.
Yes, it's kinda like that. Almost. It's a very nice dutch bike. I found it gently used, and it looks like this only it's black, and the handle bars are more like a cruiser. His name is Rutger--after Rutger Hauer, of course. (Hauer is dutch and well...one of my first crushes.)
Rutger (my bike) is the BMW tank of bicycles. He came with all the bells and whistles. And well, I love him. A lot. It's great being able to bike to the coffee shop. I get my exercise without feeling like I'm sweating to death. I get out of the house and write at least 500 words without thinking about it much. I'm super happy all around. Once I'm finished arting up my helmet, I'll post a photo of it. Had a brilliant idea, and I simply couldn't help myself.
Anyway, I hope you're having a great week filled with joy.
is a Science Fiction and Fantasy author living in Texas.