Yesterday we got a couple of inches of snow. At 1 PM it was dark and dreary. It’s warmer and sunny out today and the sun is rapidly melting the snow off the roof. I can see it dripping down past the living room window from here.

Tom sent a brief but vague email to Miss Perfect yesterday. He says he guarantees they’ll send extra money, but that they wouldn’t with me because I was too much in their face. He’s wrong. Even I know his own mom better than he does. She doesn’t give a shit and will never send anything extra.

Our biggest worry is his job and whether or not they’ll lay him off before he can find something new. There’s always something going on. We’re never going to be able to live in peace, never.

I finally figured out where I’m going with this story I’m working on now, as far as its ending goes. Now it’s just a matter of taking the time to finish it and tie up loose ends, then proofread it.

When I was copying parts of another story for Bob, I was alarmed at how many typos there were. It seems that no matter how many times I go through a manuscript, I miss typos and other little discrepancies. I’m worried that the manuscript I submitted to PD Publishing will have typos too, though I think they have editors that are supposed to touch up things like that. The question is, will they accept it in the first place? It seems that they shouldn’t be able to be so picky when it comes to “gay writing” since I’d think it’s not a very common thing, but also, gay writing that does get published must not sell well with there not being as much of a market for it.

I was going to hand-write more stories for Bob, then said nah. It’s too much work. I’ve done/do enough work for others at my own expense. I’ll just send weekly or biweekly letters.