True Love's First Kiss

As it turned out, "Enchanted" was exactly what my poor, sprained brain needed. Wow, talk about white bread fairy tale chop suey. I especially adored the Prince urging Robert forward to try his kiss, and the worried expression on his silly, handsome face. And Susan Sarandon's over-the-top evil queen was easily worth the price of admission. Thank you, Netflix.

Whether because of the salubrious effects of the movie or just plain exhaustion, I slept the whole night through, once again ably assisted by coon cats. Scrabble has been doing outpost duty this weekend. She'll come by to check in and, yanno, Report, but mostly she's on the lookout for her Steve. "He's not home yet, Sharon."/"Keep watching, kid."

Question: How many readers of this fine journal take any note of the sidebar information? I update it -- have just finished updating it, but if it's basically something that people don't read, it may be one of those things that's not worth the trouble.

And now! Back to the couch.

How Many Coon Cats are in this Rocker?

Aaaaand! Tomorrow's Tuesday

Most of the writing work today involved staring blankly out the window, thinking Thinks. I did get one small-but-necessary scene written, but the next bit is where I really want to be able to switch mediums, so we can have us a full-bore movie montage. I tend to get stuck in the itsy bits of stuff, so the need to take Giant Steps unnerves me. I'll probably sit around with the pad and pen and Glare Balefully at Nothing for another hour to see if I can work out the moves. After that, tomorrow being, as above, a Work Day (Where the Project will be...drumroll...defrosting the refrigerator. Ghod, I love my day-job.), I'll throw in the towel, maybe watch "Carousel" or maybe not, and hit the sack at a reasonable hour, hoping for sleep.

I note that there is Yet Another Misguided Bookseller on Amazon who thinks that he, she, or it can sell you a Brand! New! Copy! of Fledgling for One Hundred Fifty-Two Clams. He/she/it cannot do this. Do not be fooled. The Very Best that he/she/it may be able to do is sell you an ARC, which Amazon.com policy used to forbid, until the Actual Book was released. I wrote to them on Saturday, asking that the "erroneous" (sigh) listing be removed, but haven't heard back yet. Doubtless, they're closed for the holiday weekend.

It has turned up very windy here this afternoon, and, just to prove that we still live in Maine, there is a Frost Advisory posted for early tomorrow morning. Beats 93F, is all I'm saying.

Steve is, as Scrabble just came in to point out, still at Balticon, where I believe he expects to attend the Dead Dog Party, leaving for Points North at some early, but not Stupidly Early, hour in the morning.

Progress on Mouse and Dragon

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