Pages Written... 0. Yeah, I know. sigh.
Listening to... Dogs panting, kids killing cyber enemies
Exercise Done... Yep

Okay. I guess I was TOO excited about Nationals. TOO thrilled that I may have a short story opportunity. And, dang it, TOO happy I wrote 16 pages yesterday.

Because as I was sitting down to write today, the - well, I was going to say the bottom fell out of my world, but that's not true - no one close to me died. No, what happened was almost worse in a way - limbo, instead of death.

Stephanie, the Editor at Har/Sil that I've had a relationship with for two and a half years, has been restructured out of a job (so the rumors go). Though her phone still has her message on it. (Damn, I should have called today.) Anyway, the two ms that she's requested have no home to go to now. Not that they're ready, but still - talk about a rude awakening, a cold shower on enthusiasm, etc. etc. etc.

So I consider that 'my fall'.

Well. Time for a luscious steak dinner with a spinach salad (can we say, 'low iron'? - my blood didn't pass the iron test today, so I couldn't donate), and then a bit of the Olympics opening ceremonies and some family time D&D.

I'll write some more on the novel tomorrow.