So, here it is, Monday *again*… I never seem to be able to escape this day. It promises to be another dull day at work; fortunately I have the last book of the latest Dragon Lance trilogy to finish.
I was a bit worried in the last book, the second volume of the trilogy, when the authors systematically killed off three quarters of the characters in the last 20 or so pages. Not that I’m horribly “into” the story… I was more worried about the quality of the story in the final book. So far I’m happy to report that they were just making room for some new characters that didn’t get much notice in the first thousand pages or so.
Yesterday I drove down route 131 from Wolcott to Steamboat Springs, about 70 miles though the badlands of Colorado, to get a feel for the setting in a new story I’m working on. That area is beautiful in its desolation: Miles upon miles of nothing but scrub trees, low hills, and endless blue sky. Here's a few pictures:
Well, I need to draw this to a close, pack my lunch and get over to Avon. See you in the next installment…