Finally finished rewrite of Squirrel, Hawk, Hook. It needs a different title. But I'm pleased with myself because for a while there I didn't think I could make the story work and give poor young Burn the agency he needed.
So now I'm off to do some more work preparing for the art-and-craft exhibit Sept 14/15. "Exhibit" is a fancy word for we do a heck of a lot of work and can't sell anything to people who come to look. I'll give them my business card and hope. If this yoar comes to nothing, I won't do this again.
Then I'm going to get back to the trunk stories I really like. I'll upgrade them with my Clarion wisdom (let's hope I have some) and start sending them out. I signed up for the Sept 2 crit session. The days are getting fewer and fewer.
My car is now fixed up to repair it's Seattle scars. And, I admit, a few Minnesota scars it had before I left.
Everyong keeps asking me what happened. (Car rental folks, Body shop, Friends) and all I can say is User Error, User Error.
I'm thinking about considering whether or not to write "clean house" on my calander for some future date.