And monkeys brains, while popular in Cantonese cuisine, are not often found in Washington DC

In writing a synopsis for TDC, I've come to a conclusion: all synopses should be recited by Tim Curry a la Clue.

WADSWORTH

And Mrs. Peacock sat here, and Professor Plum sat here, and Mrs. White sat here, and Mr. Green, Miss Scarlet, Colonel Mustard. This chair was vacant. Anyway, we all revealed we'd all received a letter. And you'd had a letter, and you'd had a letter, and you'd had a letter--

ALL
Get on with it!!

WADSWORTH
The point is--blackmail!

Seriously, would that not be better than our lame-ass condensation?

I swim for dry land just like you

Another 800 words today, and TDC now has a prologue. It's made of pure Grade A little-girl-in-a-red-coat wangst, but hopefully it does something.

I'm hoping I've presciently fixed all the things my last reader will tell me are wrong, and then I won't do anything else to this book until an agent or an editor tells me too. I hope. I'm starting to get that scraped-out feeling where this book is concerned. It's done.