Whoop whoop! TDR: Freed has passed 20K words! But as I added some on Wednesday, I’m skipping it today. I’ve been trying to get a writing day going since then. Or should I say, trying to finish one. Most of Wednesday was actually spent sorting beads again. Thursday was too busy with Thursday things, and yesterday was Alyssa Day.

 Also I think Calli and Jake may be about to do the deed. The stereotype of The Hero About to Leave on His Quest bit. But unlike some of the books I’ve been reading lately, there will be no details of pulsing thighs or pebble-like nipples. (Seriously: the female protagonist of the Kindle book I’m reading has used that exact analogy at least three times so far.) I’m going to leave them to just go to her room (or maybe his) and close the door. I’m just so bored with reading explicit sex scenes that I feel no need to write one.

 I still don’t know if Sharrec and Arathel will get one at all. If it seems right, I suppose. So far they haven’t had either the time or the privacy. And Thel may even be asexual. I’m just not sure about that aspect of her yet. But again, I haven’t really needed to worry about it so far.

 I’m going to start stocking some books for a potential signing . . . somewhere. Heather and I wanted to do our first one at Words to Live By, but Jill says the construction work on Center Avenue is bollocking up the traffic so much that she doesn’t think we’d get much of an audience. However, Heather’s been in touch with a couple of other newish stores downtown, and there’s potential interest. WSS.