It's a little warmer today.
No work was done yesterday. There was a tremendous amount of frustration, though, trying to find a story. Today, we do the very last edits on the manuscript for Beneath an Oil-Dark Sea, and then I send it to
Subterranean Press. And that will be out of my hands for the time being, and for that I will be grateful (if only to myself). Then I can concentrate on the work ahead.
And other things.
Maybe I'll something of substance to say tomorrow. Perhaps.
Briefly,
Aunt Beast