I’m in a snarky mood today, so watch out. Dialog for last chapter went well, so I’ll be turning that into real text today, and then maybe trying to squeeze in a rewrite, but it seems kind of useless since I’ve got copy edit for EVER AFTER landing on my desk in less than a week. It feels too early to start shifting the website over to EVER AFTER and INTO THE WOODS, but that’s what I might do.
Oh, Mr. Fish is doing fine. A month or so ago, he was practicing his sideways swimming, and I gave him two weeks. He’s feisty, but has lost his long fins. Now I give him six months. (snark, snark, snark . . .)