Heading towards the turkey bacchanal

Actually, the bacchanal isn't going to be a horrible feast this year. Just me and the Mom and we're keeping things low key. Suits me just fine. My stomach's been off all week and I really don't need to gorge.

Chapter five is coming along. I realized I mostly needed to reassemble the parts I'd already written and write new "connective tissue" to improve the flow and feel of the chapter. It's a lot blabbier than I'd like, but it'll just have to stay that way for the time being. The ms. is just over 20k SMF now.

I may not get any writing done today, but I sure hope to get some done over the next five days. (I go back to work on Tuesday.) Maybe finish off chapter five—but I'm going to let the long weekend unfold as it wants to, so we'll see. Sleep and rest are definitely on the top of the agenda.


Random quote of the day:

"Everyone complains about his memory, but no one complains about his judgment."

—François de La Rochefoucauld