And now B is making dinner so I don't have to stop - and I didn't even ask him to. Apparently, the mental drought is over. Of the requested material, a full chapter just went out to my CP Shari for feedback and a lot of red ink. Now that I started again, I can't seem to stop. And I owe you all here for not giving up on me.
So a super special thanks to all of you here that put up with my whining and excuses and moaning of life in general, especially Allison and her scary boots, Chris and D, who probably know me the best and knew what to say to punch my ass in gear. Of course, I'm not 100% sure how well D knows me, since he refuses to tell me a name.
Also special thanks to Bryan Roth, evil poet extraordinaire, Dadio, Gary Brand, LE for his patience and unwaivering belief that I'll succeed, and MAF with his repeated attempts to shrink me. You guys rock.
I'd linger, but I'm being beckoned by a story to tell. Hee!