Well, I think I am recovered, at least partially, from having my hopeful writer's pee-pee slapped by the vast and brutal hand of reality.
This weekend was a very nice time spent with my girls and running Greedy Little Bastards. We went and watched the latest Pirates of the Caribbean. I found it the best of the movies since the first, but that may be because of the mermaids (Oh man, the mermaids), or Penelope (Oh man, Penelope.).
I also resumed work on Bridge Of The Broken, something I have been unable to dig into with any real fervor since the pee-pee slap. It is flowing well, and rather pleasantly fast. I am hoping to keep it thundering along.
And as Peter said, "It's not over until you quit."
I don't plan to quit, that's certain.