End of the Dog Story is on it's way . . . in a little while . . . after I . . .

--stop procrastinating.

There is no excuse for this. I have the time. I'm not sick, my kids are not sick, Gary is not sick (he is-in fact-at work so I don't even have that excuse).  I refuse to worry about the budget talks more than necessary--I can't control the outcome anyway. My air conditioning is working, my chair is comfortable, and my household chores--well, those have never stopped me. (If I ever tell you that I'm too busy to write because I have to clean house, you'll know I'm lying--big time.)

I am not stuck. I am simply suspended in a sticky substance known as "in reasons not to write" tinged with just the tiniest bit of self doubt. Extracting myself from it requires all kinds of contortions, and just as soon as I free one limb, another gets stuck in it.

When I finish this, I'll find a place to store it online and post a link here so you can read the whole thing if you want to. You've already been warned--it's a WIP--which means what you'll be getting is the rough draft. The polished work will include some changes and a couple more chapters. In case you've missed it, I've already edited yesterday's entry.

Okay--it's time to bring out the big guns--Old X-file episodes. Maybe it won't take the entire first season this time . . .