Paul reviewed my story and said I was getting better at hanging chapters. I guess I must be doing better at portraying characters since flakey is exactly what I had in mind for the Scarlett character. Still gotta work on the dead action thing, though.

There were only a few changes I made in his edits. For once, he threw that Celtic word in, and there was also one misspelled word and an extra space between a few words/sentences. I also changed one word from the English spelling to the American spelling. That’s the only thing that makes following his books a little hard at times, despite how well they’re written. US and UK English differ.

I’m sure there’s more about the story I’m forgetting to mention, so I’ll add anything I think of later on. I’m still not even sure where to go next with it.

Tom emailed me a really neat article showing this huge rodent. I’ve never heard of the thing, but it’s called a capybara and is a semi-aquatic rodent of South America. It weighs about a hundred pounds and is about 2 feet tall. It’s not as cute as a rat, but it must be pretty mellow to be sitting next to a guinea pig. A rat would attack a guinea pig and cannot be mixed with other animals, while I’ve been able to mix rabbits, guinea pigs and hamsters before, as well as mice and guinea pigs. You can’t mix hamsters and gerbils either. Tom wants one of these, but I don’t know where you’d find one or enough about them to say what they’re like. Of all the rodents I’ve had for pets, rats are still by far the best cuz of their high intelligence. I also think they’re way cuter than guinea pigs and other rodents. I’d be afraid of getting bit by something so big, though. A rat can break your finger. This thing looks like it could bite your arm right off! And how does the owner keep it from chewing up her house? Sorry, but all rodents love to chew, though some are worse than others. Puerco’s the worst we ever had in that department and that’s why I can’t let him lose much.

Marie emailed me a copy of a graded paper and asked my opinion on her writing. As she herself admits, she’s not much of a writer as opposed to a forensics person. As I told her, though, her vocabulary and grammar seem good, but her sentence structuring needs work. She runs too much together and doesn’t always use proper use of caps, paragraphs and punctuation.

We were talking about our lives, both past and present, and our hopes for the future. “You never know,” I told her. “I just might be wife #3 in your next life.”

She said, “No, you’ll always be my #1.”

Aw, how sweet.

So anyway, knowing she’s going to be busy since she has a couple of assignments due on Friday, I’m going to be working on other things. Work’s been kind of sucky so I’m doing mostly writing.

Tom is still asleep, of course, and if Jesse isn’t working, all will remain peaceful at least until he goes out. That’s usually between 9am - noon on non-workdays, according to Whiskey.