The mess, begging your pardon for

Please excuse the ugliness. I need to update WordPress, and once that’s done the remainders will be back in the middle column where they belong.

It’s still quiet here, I know, and that’s because, yes, I’m still working on my novel. 73,500 words, eight of ten chapters revised, nearing the end but not there yet. I find myself relating a little too much to Emily’s battles with her old enemy, the golf ball in the plastic ring. This time you’ll be defeated, ball!*

Anyhow, if you can’t live without me, you know where to look.

* Max’s photo. That’s right, I’ve just posted a picture of my cat. Really hope I finish this thing soon, or who knows how I’ll embarrass us next.


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