Slow News Day

Not a whole big bunch going on, really. I wrote the first three pages of Saint James last night while drinking some wine. Hopefully, it will still look good today. I also have the first eight pages of Savage Tom written and roughly the first eleven pages of The Program. If I can find artists for these, it should make for an interesting con season. Too bad nobody knows who the hell I am yet.

How can I fix that?

So, Rita’s coming. Shawna went and bought water. I went and bought crackers. I also went to KFC, where extra crispy (AKA just crispy enough) still whomps original recipe’s ass.

Tonight, I hang out with friends. Might end up seeing a show with Tess, too. I plan on doing nothing but writing this weekend. We’ll see how that goes.