wildcat

Updated rantbook for once, today, after brunch at the Penny Farthing. Spent last night in the bath with Michael, drinking that Quail's Egg white wine that Gloriee gave me for my birthday; it was extremely good, spicy, thick and viscous. It didn't have an edge, but rather a pleasant after-taste. The setting was also nice, with bubbles and discussion. Michael tried to explain convection to me. There were candles, and the whole thing was good. Cleansing.

Otherwise, I've split my time between episodes of Buffy and work on my last story revision. It goes in fits and starts, but I have a better handle on Tedford this time. I also know more about the Best Beloved to which the story is addressed, and now that I have a secret name for him in my head, if not the story, Tedford can address him better. I still think the story will need another rewrite after I hand this one in to Lorna, for its own benefit before I submit it for publication somewhere (maybe Fiddlehead?), I need to develop the scene where they play Pirates, but it's definitely one step closer to being what it's supposed to be.

Chatted with Joy briefly a little while ago - we're planning our day on Tuesday. Going to have some quality capital-w Writer time, go in search of our magical typewriters. It'll give me something to focus on as far as creative outlets go, and maybe give me somewhere to put the energy during my "vacation."

Going to have a few more shifts in the next weeks, so maybe the money situation won't be so dire.