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My recently-planted roses, Riff-Raff and Magenta, have come down with mildew. I've been spraying them with a baking soda/detergent solution, and it might be slowing the spread, but it definitely isn't stopping it. Are there any gardeners out there with advice?

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Nin90 Day 3
Prayers to Broken Stone
Words today: 2195
Words total: 7147

7147 / 67500 words. 11% done!

Opening lines: Cate can't sleep that night, even after she draws the curtains in her hotel room, blocking the sight of the mirror-black sea. She lies in the warm darkness, hugging a pillow against her chest and trying to explain away what she saw.

Closing lines: And now she has to find him again. It would be easier if she didn't love him. His face lingers behind her eyes as she sinks into sleep. (Yeah, a little emo there. Might fix that in the next pass.)

Story quirks: I've found the first thematic concept of this book--insomnia. No one around here sleeps well. (Other overused words that I'll call thematic include dust, stone, bones, and shadows.)

I was going to do more, but I got distracted by the need to update my scanner drivers, which triggered PMSy wrath. The first target of my wrath--the SciFi channel. If I suffer through one more of their train-wreck original movies only to watch a competent black guy (Coolio no less, goddammit! Coolio, I will buy you a water heater!) die so some useless-ass white guy can live, I am going to cut a bitch. Many bitches. As many as I can find.

Maybe I can find some white people to kill in Prayers.

Also, Fantasy's favorite story of 2007 poll. Not that I am shamelessly pandering for votes or anything.