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My gmail Account got its first West African bank scam Spam today. I'm so Proud. Unfortunately, I have now become Infected with the need to Randomly use capital Letters. The only cure may be a speedy ingestion of Large amounts of Coffee.

Naughty, wicked characters

I am supposed to be revising Dreams, right, but Miss Isyllt-Sue Whorebass will not shut up in my hindbrain. It's a constant stream of chatter and tidbits about the city and her past and things that will happen in the book (not real plot, mind you, just little things) and the fashions and setting, etc... Finally to shut her up I said I'd write down some names and things so I won't forget them later. So I open a file, start typing things, only to look up a few minutes later and realize I'd just written a scene.

Bitca!

I'm going to drown her in a bucket if this keeps up.

In other news, it is ridiculous how much fluff I'm cutting from the middle of Dreams. This book was made of marshmallows!