Six pages on the Joan story, so far. :) Now I am collapsing, because I have to open tomorrow. That is in fewer hours than I care to calculate, and my pillow has a huge wodge of cat hair on it... oh, wait, that's the cat.
I feel like a writer again!
(flump)
"You've been writing queer lit consistently for five years, and I can prove it." --
rymenhild in convo, or close to it, the quote was better but I am so tired and my brain is humming lines from mediaeval French...