It's Memorial Day and I've almost spent all day on this blasted machine. My eyes are about to drop out of their sockets, but it's been a pretty productive day. My hen lit is going to end up at least 80,000 words, 10,000 past my goal, so I'm happy with that. Cool ass ending...you ought to read it.

Anyway, I did cook out. I had bought about thirty bucks worth of steaks, then I couldn't get up with my son and my daughter had to work so I just cooked chicken and hot dogs and am going to save the steaks for tomorrow night. Hopefully, I will have caught up with my son by then.

Still no word from Agent #1 or #2. Guess it's still too early to hear from them.

And I really need to get to work on my how to book. Liz is going to shit. I told her she would have it by June. Eeks.

I just don't want my hen lit to end, you know? I keep writing and writing, giving them life support. I just don't want to write "The End" as dumb as that sounds.

Well, gotta go get my sheets off the line. I just love the smell of them when I put them outside to dry. Somehow, the dryer sheets just don't compare.

Hope everyone had a nice Memorial Day!