Before I begin…

CONGRATS TO TRAVIS!!!!

Yup, he’s breakin’ out the ol’ cigar now. Well, he would be if he was a Presbyterian….

Oh well.

Anyway, today I edited through two different stories I’m working on. They’re both basically complete now. One, Snake Oil, is ready to go; I’ll try to submit it tomorrow, but since work is going to be a bear (we’re doing one of those HR-forced-bonding experiences called an all staff “picnic” so that means that we have to be finished with all our work before we go, which only accomplishes us having to do 8 hours of work in 3 hours…you know, kinda the “let them make bricks without straw” mentality) I might end up not sending it off until Monday. And re-reading that sentence I have to say: “Hello. I’m a professional writer.”

Anywho, the other short story is at a point where I feel comfortable saying it’s done, but knowing me that means that I need to do another revision of it to make sure. Otherwise, after I submit it I’ll look at it and go, Why does this sentence have two periods?

Editing stories isn’t anywhere near as much fun as writing them. On the other hand, it’s not as easy either. On the other foot (I ran out of hands, ya see), it’s the only way to get published.

Stupid Bush.