Sunday, June 23, 2002
Yesterday was a day off, for having been such a good girl and finishing Chapter Nine so quickly. I went to Atlanta, to escape Birmingham, and didn't get back until about 4:30 a.m. Which means that I feel a bit like ass right now. My stomach feels like prairie dogs have taken up residence in my duodenum.
Today I have to proof Chapter Nine, as well as go through notes on several other chapters that two of my first readers have left for me. It'll be one of those sorts of days. Tomorrow I will begin Chapter Ten, In Which Many Momentous Bad Things Occur.
1:11 PM