Well. I'm still here. Not that I thought I'd be going anywhere. My dog's still here too, and it was her I was most worried about, actually. She's pure of heart and all that. I'm glad she still cruises among us because I would hate to drag her leash around, all alone, on daily walks.
In other news, I have two questions. The first: why does the manuscript assessment program care if my novel has more than 100,000 words? I get it. That's a lot of words. But I don't want a lazy assessor. And lots of books have lots of words. I wonder if he knows how Anna Karenina ends?
Second question: how come no one ever told me just how easy it is to turn a man's shirt into a shirt that actually fits me? Three new shirts today. That's right. The new Singer sang. And I finally get to rock my Pie n' Burger shirt. I wish I could actually go to Pie n' Burger though. I'd really like some pie and a burger.
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