1. Just so you all know, Dell does NOT count Friday as a day of business. Hence, if you call them on a Friday, they will not place any orders on Fridays. Even if you call at 6am on a Friday. So, just to repeat, in the world of Dell, the business week is only Mon – Thurs. No wonder all the computers I have from them are falling apart. Reason number 335,994,085 never to buy a Dell computer ever again. *insert bitching and moaning here*

2. I’ve figured out several of the higher functioning things on the BlackBerry. What I cannot figure out (aside from constantly pressing the end button instead of the connect button and hanging up on incoming calls at an alarming rate) is how to adjust the number of rings before a call is sent to voice mail.

3. The small problems with the contruction that everyone promised me would crop up have started to. Why is it that everyone loves to regale you with horror stories? It’s like when women tell newly pregnant women horrible, horrible things that happened to them during pregnancy and labor. Why? Why do this to someone? It’s like you’re putting the horns on them. Anyway – not the end of the world, but something about the sink we ordered (yes, the one I spent an hour on the phone trying to order) might not fit in the bathroom correctly. Yes it’s ordered. Special ordered. Oh, and the tile we picked for the kitchen? On backorder for eight weeks. That’s not such a big deal to me – as long as they can put the countertops down and do the tile when it comes in. If they’ve got to wait for the tile, then I’m SO screwed. As Nick says in BOL, screwed, and not in the good way.

4. I’m currently on pp. 258 of BOL (the new story) – more than halfway through the dreaded hundred page crawl. It’s still slow going, but I’m on the right track. I can see the end. (it helps that I’ve already written the end.) But really – things are at that coming together stage, the part where you go, oh, I need this scene and that scene and now it’s all making sense. As for TOD revisions, I’m on pp. 287. Almost done with the first revision, and then I need to dive back in and amp up the romantic motivation in a few chapters. But I’ve got a nice map for that. And, after finishing these two stories, I can’t WAIT to get back to After Midnight. At first, I thought it was going to be a novella. Now, I’m thinking longer. It feels like a bigger book. A fun book. A wild book.

And no, it’s not Jake’s book. Don’t tell him. He’s been quiet lately.

Steph T.