What do you do when you’re not feeling well

I’m a dedicated coffee drinker, but I do appreciate a good cup of tea when I’m not feeling well. If I’m sick, it goes down easier than strong coffee. If I’m mentally overwhelmed or depressed, the aroma of tea calms me down. Earl Grey smells nice. So do all the mint tea varieties. Green tea is usually served in Japan. Where I live is famous for green tea. One of the best seasons is when the tea is harvested and all the shops have fresh tea leaves for sale. The whole street smells like a fresh, hot cup of tea and is it lovely. Since the pandemic, many coffee houses and tea shops weren’t able to give out free samples, but I hope it comes back soon. 

I also love the tea houses. Most of the famous gardens and museums have a tea house. Sometimes, when my husband and I have a day off (and my daughter’s at school) we go to a local temple and have green tea with traditional sweets. It’s really relaxing. 

Friday Five July 16

Green, tumble, meet, parking, concept

You would think being on a stakeout with a vampire would be easy, Oliver thought, as he pushed back the seat to give himself a little leg room. It was his friend’s Honda and a bit cramped. His partner in crime so to speak was the vampire Anaximander. 

Anaximander was in the backseat lying perfectly still. He had on a green shirt and black slacks. Two hours ago he’d almost ruined the whole operation racing into the parking lot in a luxury classic car. Oliver had to remind him that it didn’t really blend in. The entire concept of the stakeout was to blend in. 

“I don’t quite understand why we’re doing this Oliver,” Anaximander’s voice made him jump. The vampire didn’t move or breathe so it always startled him,

“I need answers. Mr. Hargreaves was murdered. I was shot and coincidentally Mrs. Hargreaves takes a fatal tumble down her steps? Nope. I don’t believe in that many coincidences.” 

“Maybe the amulet really is cursed,” Anaximander said.

“I don’t believe in curses.” Not generally. There were always stories shared among art thieves such as himself about cursed objects but those were usually of the angry mummy variety. This amulet was a tacky object made of emeralds by a dead Texas billionaire with more money than taste. 

“And until recently you didn’t believe in vampires but here we are,” he smile his roguish grin. 

They’d agreed to meet and do surveillance of the Hargreaves estate together because for reasons Oliver still didn’t quite understand, Anaximander felt Oliver was fated to be his thrall. As such the vampire had taken it upon himself to ‘guard and protect in timeless devotion’  as per vampire code. Anaximander was devastatingly handsome and Oliver was definitely attracted-but it was too much to take in. He’d hold off for now. 

But he couldn’t seem to get Anaximander to stop guarding him.

copyright 2021 Echo Ishii

What would I do with a million dollars?


I’ve been AWOL for a while on the SF Obscure front. So I need to jumpstart my updating.

I’m joining in on Long and Short Reviews Wednesday blogging challenge with some other romance writers.  So here goes…

What would I do with a million dollars?

I thought of the usual things, such as paying off my mortgage, putting things in savings, making investments. And that is probably realistically what I would do. But there is a part of me that would love to reserve a seat on a space flight. I know it requires a lot of training and health tests, but being able to leave the planet would be worth the opportunity. If I am too old by the time it’s ready, I’m sure my daughter would be at the right age and ready for an adventure. Virgin Galactic is still taking reservations. Prices go for $250,000 (US.) That’s leaves some money left over, but I figure purchasing travel insurance may be fairly hefty.

With any remaining funds, I’d make a concerted effort to track down out of print SF books that I’d like to have.

Of course, I’m still holding out for a career in STARFLEET.