Home again after a jaunt to Atlanta and a battle with an insanely long line at security. Utterly wiped out, but must . . . forge . . . on . . . with . . . progress report.
See what lengths I go to for you people? I mean, seriously.
I did get started on Rewrite Project #1—which, considering that I was on the road, is something of a minor miracle. Anyway, I should have it wrapped in the next few days.
And . . . um . . . yeah. That’s all I got at the moment. Did I mentioned I’m wiped?
No updates for Write Club.
And I’m out.
