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Plot twists, turns, character devilopement, all the things an author is supposed to be doing - I'm doing those.

With help. There's MORE than enough content in my stories to give credit to a couple of other sources - my editor, for one, who keeps me between a wandering set of tracks, suggesting where I might be heading with a particular story line, and a reader that comes up with a lot of bright ideas, twists and turns.

Recent revelation that Bill Carmody has a daughter? My reader buddy. Cindy and the Citation? Him. too many other twists to list.

They come up with ideas, I flesh 'em out, mostly trying to put my particular style into the suggestions.

I tell you, folks, it makes things flow fast sometime. Dorable looks forward to seeing what comes up next. I like being able to see what fits my idea of my characters, how their story goes forward.

I won't give you names, but please understand that wherever you're crediting ME for a good story, I'm crediting THEM as well.

Apologies to The Treasure of Sierra Madre.

Just posted another chapter of Bill & Haley & Deena. There'a chapter of Community at the editor's. It should be out in the next day or so.

One reader writes "Where's your THIRD story? You ALWAYS have three stories going."

Truth is, Dorable's not given me a third story right now. There are a few bubbles breaking the surface of the seething fermentation that is my mind, but nothing has coalesced yet.

We'll just keep going on these two until something comes up. I'm sure it will. It always does.

Too many days on the road, too many neurons giving up to Father Time - the result being that I sent the wrong chapter to the editor. He dutifully edited it and sent it back, but then the chapter that should be posted next was still floating around in The Cloud, unedited.

I just sent that chapter to him. I'll get it all straight one of these days.

Had fun writing it, but it's finished.

After yet another week on the road, I can go back home and work on what's going on with the other people. There are chapters to both the remaining stories in the hands of my ever faithful editor right now, and I have ten hours of driving tomorrow during which Dorable may give me ideas for new directions in both groups.

Plus, as is my usual case, I have some ideas percolating for a new story.

As always, thanks for reading.

The life of a 'for free' writer on SoL, contrary to what you might expect, it's not a series of parties and galas and cavortings with international supermodels. Or even hamburgers across the table from brunettes with crazy smiles and goofy senses of humor.

Sadly, it's coming home from a real job that keeps the lights on and industry going in America, and it's making a meal, eating, doing domestic things, then sitting down and hoping that one's muse, the irreplaceable Dorable, is in a mood to tell stories.

That;s reality. This week's reality is a five hundred mile drive, a couple of days looking at some of that decaying infrastructure and deciding how best to throw three or four hundred thousand dollars of private-sector money at it so that the people up north can keep their lights on.

and I'm hoping that in that long drive, Dorable comes up with some good ideas and wants to talk about them.

Dorable? Five-two. Blonde hair. Kinda plump in sthe sexiest of ways. Oh so delectable. And moody.

And there is a wrap-up chapter of Becky at the editor's place.