Sunday in Retrospect

Yesterday, there was much accomplished. And chicken stew. I did manage to beat a complete -- by which I mean, "There are scenes missing and at least one scene that shouldn't be included, the sentences are ugly, and the ending stops short, but I Can Work With This" -- draft of "Hidden Resources" out of my back brain. Steve and I met for a late dinner and a reading of the October 18 chapter of A Night in the Lonesome October; I clipped Hexapuma's claws; Steve and I talked over the list of tasks that still await us, and so, eventually to bed.

A bit later, Steve couldn't sleep (never talk over lists of tasks still to be done directly before bed), and got up to find -- blood all over the kitchen, and all over Hexapuma.

Inspection revealed that one of Hex's back claws had split, and was bleeding heavily. I applied a cold cloth; Steve fetched a traveling cat box up from the basement. Blood mostly staunched, we scooted Hex (treacherously) into the box and carried him to the bedroom, where for the next three hours he proceeded to make a case for his Immediate Release. Have I mentioned that Hexapuma, unlike most Maine Coon Cats, has a. . .robust. . .voice?

Long story short, not much sleep last night.

Good news; the bleeding has stopped.

I see epic caffeine consumption in my very near future.

And! Today's Girl Genius once again discusses the creative process.

Progress on "Hidden Resources"

7374 / 7000
and that's a draft