I spent the morning at a local farmers market. Fruits and veg, of course, and collectables and even one young fellow selling bathroom remodeling. I was there to see if it drew the sorts of people who would plunk down hard cash for a decent read. After spending five hours there to gauge the crowd, I have to say I don’t think so.
Too bad, really, It was close to home, too.
I got an email from my editor this evening. She’s having trouble with Windows Live Spaces. I assign her ‘Editor’ rights to the “Twisted Key” MS so we can collaborate on the file, and Live Spaces keeps dropping her from the assignments list. She is a very nice lady, so I’m certain sure it’s nothing personal.
We’ll sort it out, I suppose.
I’ve got ninety good pages in the file, now. Hope to add another ten tomorrow, but with one thing and another cropping up, you never can tell what will happen. But it is nice to have a goal, so there you are.