PSA

Steve Miller and I really do try to answer all of our email from readers. Sometimes, we miss. We're human; we're crushed for time; it happens, and we're sorry 'bout that.

But.

I will not answer rude one-liners from rude email addresses, which include in the body of the letter an animated purple elephant attached to an ad encouraging me to download a library of like cartoons for use in my correspondence.

Thank you.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog.

I belong in the service of the Queen

Welladay. Or a weekend.

I feel absurdly light-hearted regarding the progress of this book, which is All Wrong. By this point in the proceedings, I usually loathe the project I'm working on, and it becomes a race to see if I can type --end-- before despair wins out and I delete the whole manuscript. (For the record, I haven't lost a race yet. But. Life is uncertain.) With this project, I am delighted that I've hit the three-quarters point, and feel exactly like I've done a good couple day's of work.

I'm really not sure if this is a Good Thing.

On the other hand, this sense of euphoria could be due to my choice of music across the weekend.

*listens*

Or not.

Hope y'all had a great weekend.

Progress on Duainfey

75,315 / 100,000 (75.3%)