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I was at work and she hit me in the back of the head with a followup to the first story I posted on SOL. It took about twenty minutes to write, and 15 to edit to death once home. All remaining errors are my own. The first was "Mortal for the Evening" by the way.
Sheesh, type 2 has really buggered my eyes but good. I can barely read the keyboard, even with magnifier glasses. The glasses i just got are worthless now, even my old ones are of no help. Back to the eye doctors.
I just took a crack at making the Tamalain stories a series. Hope it worked.
Isle of Refuge is coming along nicely now that my brain is once again working and my muse is screaming at me to get busy. I seem to type best to Glenn Miller Big Band music.
My blood sugar has been a mess and my mind was not working to well for awhile there. I had a bad episode that put me in the hospital for most of the last week. Now my head is clear and I have been able to get Isle of Refuge underway again.
Tam has developed a nasty temper with folks that are not nice, namely Freeporters.
No. I am not sending to an editor. No, I am not sending it to a proofreader. NO, I am not going to search through it again for every picky little error you Grammar Nazi's find. It is final and I am not rewriting Remembrance to please you, so quit whining.
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