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Oh, let me see. . .
Today was errands, more phone calls, more research, more work on "Skyblaze." It's snowing. Supposed to keep on with that theme to the tune of eight or so inches, then change to sleet so everything'll freeze up nice and solid.
Tomorrow is. . .shoveling, youbetcha. Maybe one more phone call left. Or two? I have a list. For "Skyblaze" I need to write two scenes and rearrange the Thrilling Conclusion. Piece of cake.
mmmm. . .cake. . . .
Ahem.
After I do my thing, back it goes to Steve.
The plan is still to return to the day-job on Thursday, unless tomorrow's phone call/s give me a compelling reason not to. Listening, Mr. Spielberg?
Today was errands, more phone calls, more research, more work on "Skyblaze." It's snowing. Supposed to keep on with that theme to the tune of eight or so inches, then change to sleet so everything'll freeze up nice and solid.
Tomorrow is. . .shoveling, youbetcha. Maybe one more phone call left. Or two? I have a list. For "Skyblaze" I need to write two scenes and rearrange the Thrilling Conclusion. Piece of cake.
mmmm. . .cake. . . .
Ahem.
After I do my thing, back it goes to Steve.
The plan is still to return to the day-job on Thursday, unless tomorrow's phone call/s give me a compelling reason not to. Listening, Mr. Spielberg?
