Did it again.

I was going to expand a chapter of BC3, last night, after doing some research on hockey but instead wound up working on that short story...and getting so wound up by it I couldn't go to sleep till 3am. I cut about 500 words out of it and made it more immediate in style, like the narrator is telling you what he's doing as he's doing it. I also clarified aspects of the story and discovered a theme behind it. Looks like this story is aiming to be a kick in the teeth of anyone who reads it. I don't know what I'll do with it, once I'm done; I just know it's running my life whenever it wants to.

I don't know what's going to happen with BC3, now. I can't seem to focus on it, so I might just watch "Glass: A Portrait of Philip in Twelve Parts." It's on my list from Netflix and I found it stuffed into my mailbox. Seems the postman has no problem destroying mail so he doesn't have to take care in giving it to you. I have yet to receive a single piece of mail that is not crumpled in some way.

I was trying to get some reviews done of BC 1&2 (both online and in magazines) but can't get anyone to say they will. DNA Magazine's reviewer says he won't do it unless the book is available in Australia (they're based in Sydney). It is, but he doesn't believe me and won't check to see. A couple of online sites just tell me, "Not now, maybe later; contact us in a few months." I guess they think it's just a porn book. None of my work is...but you can't change people's minds once they're made up.

Dammit.