A little dead in the brain today. Too many meetings and weird projects coming up. Trying to wrap my mind around them. I feel like I’m trying to grab at warm wriggly eels. Slip slip slip.
A second letter-to-an-agent ready to go this morning. I need to get a little more aggressive about this, but if I manage a letter a week, that’s not bad. I … nope, no brain. More later.