Everybody Was Frightening!

I'm writing this ahead of time because I'll probably be a little hungover on Thursday—so I can't talk about how the feedback on the script draft was, or mention anything that happened at the social engagement I had to hit after the call.

Hopefully it all went smoothly and I'm still alive.

If the call happened, the ball's in my court again. Wait-Mode off, Writing-Like-A-Maniac-Mode ON.

It's Thursday. "Converse Day" at the production office's Spirit Week.

We've got a long way home.

For your outside reading today, a story that reminded me of my friend Nick Gaffney for some reason. A photographer/writer living on a country farm who was having a little trouble with foxes. (Not the Cherie Currie kind, unfortunately.) Read Jon Katz's story HERE.