WELL THAT ABOUT WRAPS IT UP FOR GOD

It occurred to me today, that if we all go utterly insane for a moment and accept the existence of God (work with me here), then we must also accept the existence of Heaven. Which means that from 1978 or so he's been having the shit bugged out of him by wave upon wave of nerdy fanboys shouting "Well the babelfish is a dead giveaway, isn't it?" every time they see him.

Well it put a smile on my face.

SORRY, WAS THERE SOME SORT OF PRETEND FOOTBALL GAME ON?

Dunno what you all did on Saturday afternoon, but while the toothless were weeping or wondering, depending on whether their favourite thugs wore blue & yellow or red & white, Luscious and I were having a laughter-filled picnic with Cheshire, Callisto, and Vincent.

The complete absence of a public was wonderful.

FINGERS CROSSED, EYES CROSSED, KNEES CROSSED.....

Sent the 3 chapter package and the synopsis of the novel (Called Napoleone's Land now) to the first agent this afternoon.

Gulp.

There's still the rest of the editing to do, and 4 more agents to send various packages to (typical of me to get ones that all want different things...), but the hard work is done, I hope.

And then, of course, I'll start work on the next novel.