The first

I am a writer. Don't run out to the bookstores, because my novel is not quite there yet. Actually, it's in pieces on my desk (and in my computer) and I'm doing reconstructive surgery so that I can send it back out into the world. Yep, got my first rejection letter -- a good one, so I've been told -- and I'm "editing" (read writing a heck of a lot more) so I can send it out again. I tend to overreact, so am probably doing more than I should... but maybe not. I'll let you know in the next couple of weeks.

I intend to use this space for rants, primarily. Could be about anything -- but I find I'm ranting more and more about the writing process (what a great way to act like I'm writing without actually doing it) and so, there's a chance that's what they will be about. However, it's a big world out there, and a lot of strangeness happens every day, so who knows.

I'll also be using this space to keep myself on track. Word count and stuff like that. And so --

0 new words and 0 edited words, because I frittered away the day at the Farmer's Market and then watched the hockey game. The boys pulled it together and won one. Luckily it rained, so it sounds like most of Whyte Ave is still standing. And now I wait for Monday. My daughter has a ball game that night, so I'll have to follow the game the way I did last Monday. Listen for the horns, then phone home for an update. There were so many sirens last Monday, it sounded like the whole town was burning down every time the Oilers scored.