Being professional

Well, maybe.
I have sent out the first-three to the publisher that accepted my query for Esperanza Highwat. What I'd like to do is to re-initiate the process with the publisher that didn't actually read it a couple of years ago, but it's embarrassing to approach them, so I guess I won't. But I think I'll query them on what is now called The Conduit thanks to Chris Hedgehog Dollin, when the revision is done, and I expect that to be soon. I expect to be working on the recovery of Afterwar by the end of January.

I bought a peak flow meter. I feel a bit silly about it, because my initial reading is 480 whatchacallits and the expected normal for my age and height is 466 whatchacallits. I had used the inhaler earlier, at the dentist's, to stop coughing, so that may have had an effect. But really I think the reading reflects my barrel-chest -- big lungs for my size.

I just added the bit to chapter 2 that needs to go in there -- I have a paper with a note for each chapter. I'm doing a chapter or three a day until the beta reading happens. Now I go paint paint paint.

And put a funny looking squash in the oven. For ravioli, or maybe kreplach -- I still don't know the difference -- for Thanksgiving. Maybe cream of squash soup, too, to float the raviolis (or kreplachs) in. And there will be enough to make a pie too.

Did I say that I recently discovered I'm losing weight again? Slowly?

dang, I had that all misspelled and stuff. I hope nobody read it.