Rewriting...

It rained all day, and still is...so I'm glad I didn't try to pick up the cartons. Hopefully tomorrow will be clear. Positive thing is, I didn't spend a dime. I already had food stored in.

I got a weather alert from Southwest warning me my flight into and out of Baltimore might be affected by a monster snowstorm...which may also hit Chicago and Buffalo. I need to be at the Chicago job, next week, so I changed my return flight to drop me at Midway (instead of changing planes in Baltimore to get home). I'll still fly home out of O'Hare, as originally planned once this job is done. Weather permitting.

I stayed in my hotel room, today, and rewrote the chapter I'd done for The Beast Dines Out on the flight to LA. It needed a lot of rearranging and I'm not quite done with it, yet...but it's better. Leading into the final confrontation with the feds who are chasing after Dirc and Irin.

I'm still stuck as to what to work on after I'm done with BDO. Nothing is really connecting with me, yet. Maybe I should do some artwork to clear my head of the chaos. It's just...there's so damn much of it, now.

Twenty years ago, I wrote a script for a martial artist and had an Aikido master say he feared we were entering a new age of darkness. I thought I was being properly bleak and foreboding when I put that bit of dialogue in. Now? I may have been prescient.

I didn't want to be...