I’m up a pound, though we both agree it’s probably water as opposed to yesterday’s little pizza party. Hey, at least I gave some to Tom and the rats!

This entry is to be short and sweet cuz I’m in a blah mood right now. Things could be a lot worse, but right now I feel like Tom’s never going to get out of Comtek, we’re never going to be insured, and I’m never going to a dentist again.

No more pain prayers! Or job prayers. They just don’t seem to be doing me any good. If I’m going to pray, I may as well pray for things that will be granted and seem to be getting granted so far, like keeping us safe from things like burglars and fires.

I’m also in a blah mood over not winning much lately. I tell myself not to bother working so hard for so little, but I get bored and so I enter sweeps. Sometimes I still wonder if I should concentrate more on getting stories published. After all, the publishers liked the plot of No Escape and Sacrifices. All they wanted me to do was flesh out the characters more and rework the discrepancies out of the manuscript, but there’s not much money to be made there either. Especially with lesbian lead characters. The writing world is pretty black and white. Either you don’t make much or you make a lot but only if you get so famous that your books are being turned into movies.