Got the outline for the first novel to the editor, and she liked it enough to tell me to just write. So, whew! Nerves had me worried. But once I put my brain to it, and did it step by step, it all fell into place and I got to where she wanted me to get, so it's all good.

On a sour note - literally - something in my office slash laundry room is moulding. I can smell it. I've smelled it since I got back from Colorado. I will have extensive moving of crap to do in order to get to the bottom of this awful, sneeze-inducing smell...