Morning Spring, Maxfield Parrish
Chapter Six of SWEET TABOO waits for my attention–things are simmering. Yesterday morning I pulled out LOOSE DADDY and gave it a quick read-through, finished the read-through this morning. Like the Velveteen Rabbit, I need to make this manuscript real.
A LAMENTATION OF SWANS is jumping up and down and waving, and I want to work on my untitled novella too.
All in good time. (sigh)
