I’m reading Edgar Sawtelle, which is wonderfully written. The prose is beautiful and the characters, especially the dog Almondine (!) are engaging. I hate having to read in tiny spurts because school starts Monday and I have to get ready.
Slider’s Son is coming along nicely. I looked at all I’ve gotten done, and my mansuscript is about 130 pages now, but only about 50 of those have been revised. It’s rough, but it’s lots of fun.
Freya is huge. I weighed her last night after her swim at the Paw. 78 pounds. She’ll be five months on Saturday the 10th.
I wish I’d hear something from George. Waiting is tough, but when stuff is out for consideration, there’s life and hope.