Things are okayish; writing rather steadily now. (Speaking of which, if you owe me critique, please, please, please, PLEASE hurry. Flying blind here.) I love Brendan; he makes life so much easier on me. I don't have to creatively find ways to diffuse tense situations. I can just send him in to make a bad joke, and BAM! Scene's all fixed.
Christmas is coming, and I'm behind on that. Presents are difficult this year; there will be very few.
Trying to find ways to make money doing what I do well...unfortunately, nobody wants to pay for an editor these days. I get it. I don't, either.
I've had to fix my internet six times today. Not happy about that, but I am getting rather adept.
Helen gave my number to some cute guy today. We'll see what happens...
I think that's about all the news that's fit to upload. Unless you want to hear about my headache. Which you don't.
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