Manic Monday

Sheesh. Today was an experiment in frenetic fabulosity. I spent most of it in waiting, or in traffic. Fortunately  I was able to squeeze a little writing in during the waiting bits.

Which should keep me sane enough to tackle tomorrows tasks.

Meep.

So. Chapter 11 of the current WIP is done, and my fab Beta and unparalled critique group pointed out the stuff that needs fixing (thanks ladies!) so I can make it pretty.

And that's all she wrote. Ha. Sort of.

I did paint a little tonight. With my Kliene Maus. Whom I miss like an accidentally amputated limb.

Right.

Ending this here, before it becomes maudlin.
I'm off to rot my brain. i.e. watch t.v.