Today was a nasty, grody, wet excuse for a day. And look at that. LiveJournal can't spell grody. Quelle surprise. Anyway, it's currently 48˚F.
Today, I did another 1,084 words on "Seven Dreams," which will probably get a new title. Oh, and I got a look at the initial layout of Comes a Pale Rider, with Ted's artwork in place
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