Words: 4,229.
Total words: 12,005.
Reason for stopping: I have finished chapter three, and need to get dressed.
Music: lots of dance club music.
The cats: Lilly and Thomas, in the bed, Alice, prowling.

So chapter three is done. True to form, I have realized that the current chapter one is actually chapter two, and my next addition to this book will be the shiny new chapter one (also allowing me to move some of the "As you know, Bob..." into the new chapter one, thus distributing it a little bit better). I'm getting used to this particular quirk of my writing life, and while it still annoys me a bit, it no longer infuriates me. Yay for maturity!

Mouse exaltation of the day: "HAIL THE FAILURE TO IGNITE THE DOMICILE!" Gotta love the Aeslin mice. They are, without a doubt, worth their weight in kittens.

Let's see, other things I've realized...I have a misnamed cryptid race that's going to get corrected before Discount Armageddon is released, so you'll never know for sure what it was, but I need to make a note before I start working up my family field guides. Verity remains refreshing and awesome, even when she's annoyed, because she just can't stay annoyed for very long without outside assistance. And I think I need to find a source for So You Think You Can Dance Australia. It's...research. Yeah, that's the ticket.

What's sad is that in this case, it actually is.

Some things are beautiful because they are timeless and universal. A mountain at sunset. A baby rattlesnake coiled on a smooth rock. Pigeons. Other things are beautiful because they're specific and familiar. Like, say, two fluffy, enormous blue cats relaxing in a bed with orange sheets, surrounded by Halloween pillows and weird stuffed toys. (Appearing in this picture, we have Amberlee the Velociraptor and Oleander the Blue-Ringed Octopus.) I think that's pretty specific, don't you?

So do they.



This picture is a few weeks old now, which is why Alice looks so annoyed, and why Thomas is so damn small (he's already expanded by about 1/3, and may be bigger in the morning). But behold their green and orange eyes!

Happy holidays, no matter what holiday you choose to surround yourself with while you sleep.