I intended to spend the day editing today, but the universe had other plans.
I’ve been putting the finishing touches on the description for Book 3 this weekend and had decided to lead with the last line from Book 2: “Beware of the spirit that guards the book in the cave.” Apparently, I should beware the bolts that stick up from the top of the parking block. I’ve loved Camaros since I was 13. It’s an understatement to say that I dearly love my car. It makes me sick to see it in such a state. That is not minor damage. But you know what? Cars can be fixed, and that’s what insurance is for.
Back to work for me.