I got the keys to Castle Unboxed a few weeks ago, and for the most part, my move has been a smooth one. There’s a draft in the belfry that irritates my ears, but I’ve taken to wearing a hat, so that’s good. They tell me I’ll eventually get used to the yowling of Ray’s vampire kitty-cat, and sleep; and while I could wish for more order in the cupboards after Jael cooks, I don’t like to complain. Why would I when the company’s everything I anticipated?
Now it’s time to pay my keep in the keep, and much as I’d like to dismiss it, there’s a quiet “Yes” that insists on being both heard and written for this blog post.
“Not yet,” I tell it. “It’s too soon. Mystic Jan will frighten away all the left-brained people and they were just getting over the toast fairies.”
But if you haven’t noticed, despite their understated arrival, quiet Yeses can be freaking tyrannical.
Do you know what I mean by that term? Are you familiar with that burst of recognition when a choice is right for you? [Read more…]