That's right - my birthday's January 20th, and America got me.... a new president who's more or less vowed to systematically destroy everything I love about this country.
Not to sound ungrateful, but I don't suppose you kept the gift receipt.
So. Yeah. I'm not exactly expecting this to the "best birthday ever" or anything. I'll be spending my free time doing what I've been doing for most of January: writing. I've found that to be an especially therapeutic pastime recently. Yup, something about writing a powerful female lead in a fantasy setting where it's possible to jump ahead in time (say, four or eight years, for example) has been even more satisfying than usual.
In the off chance anyone else out there wants some escapist fantasy to help them through the next few days, I'm making A Count of Five and Tide of Ice free Friday through Sunday.
I wish you all the best of luck this weekend. And, you know, however long it takes before our country corrects course.