I didn't think I'd manage it, but I did 10 pages today. Yeehaw! I made up for my lost time on Friday, and got back on schedule with flying colors. I'm in the middle of chapter 13, and I'm putting together all sorts of "ghost rules" for the spirits haunting Ocracoke Island.

And man, that's about it. Trying to squeeze in some reading here and there, and getting caught up on sleeping. Sent a couple more story submissions out, and wish the weekend was a bit longer... Later!

Now Playing:
"Slow Motion Daydream," Everclear

Now Reading:
Waking the Moon, Elizabeth Hand

Stories out to Publishers:
18

Today's Words:
2,500

Words for '03:
55,000

Today's Quote:
“That explains it,” Owen said. “The pony tracks in the alley next to my house, the fingerprints in the fruit and vegetables, and the missing keys.”

Ella glanced at Mitch, who was staring at Owen in utter confusion. She’d expected Owen to mention the spirit fingerprints, and she guessed the pony tracks may have belonged to old Red-Eye, perhaps, but...

“Keys?” she blurted out. “Owen, what are you talking about?”