Chocolate. Ever have one of those moments when you have one last piece of chocolate on your desk that you’ve been saving? You walk away for a moment and come back: and it’s gone. You lick your lips and taste chocolate, so you know it was you that ate it, but you don’t remember having […]
Books. Okay. After putting it off for a few years, I’ve finally started reading Dorothy Sayers. Maybe true bibliophiles will scoff at this, but reading her stuff gives me the pleasure of reading Sherlock Holmes combined with Jane Austin. Funny. Sayer’s biography sounds similar to Doyle’s in a few spots. Wrote things, didn’t become famous
Novel update. It’s going. I’m still working on the “clear-up-confusion” draft. My goal is to get that done by June. I haven’t covered much; the going seems even slower because I’m cutting so much crap out of the beginning that I’m on page twenty–but I’ve cut eight pages off the total. Other updates: Ray peed

