…you can always rely on the tropics for a diversion.
I am at the moment reading my book aloud. That’s right, aloud. To myself. From a printout, which I correct as I find all the mistakes I never saw when reading silently. A ton of them, in fact. And when I get hoarse, I take the corrections and put them in the digital copy on my computer. (Have you any idea how long it is going to take me to read aloud 600 pages? No, I thought not. This is day 3 and I have done a mere 28,500 words.)
Anyway, here it is 11pm and along came a diversion, to sit on the edge of the laptop lid, and then on my dictionary cover, finally on my arm… while my husband and I scrambled to take pictures.
Anyway, here I have no idea what it is, but it stood tiptoe on its pointy little feet, long-legged, two antennae thrust forward like horns, beady eyes, wings disproportionally long like a glider, body squat like a flea.
I think I’ll go to bed.