"Oh, Ophelia, you've been on my mind, girl, since the flood."
Sunny and chilly this morning. Currently, it's 49˚F. There's talk of snow flurries on Thursday morning.
The proofreading is done, finally. Today, I'll send the galley pages for Dear Sweet Filthy World back to Subterranean Press and the galley pages for Agents of Dreamland back to Tor. Few things wear me out the way proofreading does, but I can't afford more than one day to try and clear my head and get my bearings. That day will be today. Tomorrow, I need to be writing.
I haven't left the house since we got home from the bus station last Thursday night. I should probably go to the post office and to UPS with Kathryn, just to get outside.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
The proofreading is done, finally. Today, I'll send the galley pages for Dear Sweet Filthy World back to Subterranean Press and the galley pages for Agents of Dreamland back to Tor. Few things wear me out the way proofreading does, but I can't afford more than one day to try and clear my head and get my bearings. That day will be today. Tomorrow, I need to be writing.
I haven't left the house since we got home from the bus station last Thursday night. I should probably go to the post office and to UPS with Kathryn, just to get outside.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast