"...for one who sits and cries for all tomorrow's parties."
And, yeah. It's cold today.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,103 words on Chapter One of Red Delicious.
Spaghetti for dinner. Rift. And then Casablanca (1942). I stayed up too late reading, which is becoming common.
Please have a look at the current ebay auction/s. There's another copy of Blood Oranges, with an accompanying monster doodle (!) (an imaginary ceratopsian dinosaur). The income from eBay is going to be especially important to us during while I write Red Delicious, so bids are appreciated. Also, big mail day tomorrow, so if you're awaiting a contract for eBay shipment from me, soon.
Post Meridiem,
Aunt Beast
Yesterday, I wrote 1,103 words on Chapter One of Red Delicious.
Spaghetti for dinner. Rift. And then Casablanca (1942). I stayed up too late reading, which is becoming common.
Please have a look at the current ebay auction/s. There's another copy of Blood Oranges, with an accompanying monster doodle (!) (an imaginary ceratopsian dinosaur). The income from eBay is going to be especially important to us during while I write Red Delicious, so bids are appreciated. Also, big mail day tomorrow, so if you're awaiting a contract for eBay shipment from me, soon.
Post Meridiem,
Aunt Beast