Random playlist generator has decided that this is the hour-of-gutting-LAG. Thanks, RPG. Currently up: "Don't Talk to Her At Night."
Burn the blanket
Shoot the light
But don't talk to her at night
And oh, followed up with "Desperado Under the Eaves." We're going to be like that, are we? All right, some Huey Lewis an the News as a chaser, that's better.
I have made it to the halfway point in SOUL OF FIRE revisions, moving slow but steady, and cursing a lot when we have another timeline tangle. Some book I will learn not to run concurrent threads with different characters in different locations impacting each others' discoveries. This, once again, is not that book.
I think I'll make deadline without death (mine or anyone else's*), but no promises.
Meanwhile, it's pizza and RTEs until further notice. Bartender, the glass appears empty. Refuel, svp!
*except them as already dead in the manuscript
- state of the meerkat, Saturday edition