Well, sort of. The rough draft is finished for the Hollows World Book, except for the last tiny bit, which I traditionally don’t do until my first rewrite anyway. I spent most of yesterday taking the puppies to the vet (heart worm antigen tests. They were troopers) and working up Al’s handwriting. I FINALLY got something I’m really happy with at a quarter to eleven, and if I can work it, I will make it available for purchase as some point.
Today’s picture is of feet, obviously. No, I don’t have a foot fetish, but one might wonder. One of my favorite pictures that I took is a picture of shoes piled up at the front door of when both my boys were home and their friends were over. There must have been 20 shoes there. It was noisy. It was good. Now there are three pairs of bony feet under my kitchen table, and that is good too. Good, strong, masculine feet, ready to go out and make a place. Soon. Not yet. Still mine for a few more years.