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Chiro appt in the a.m., then I went to the Psychic Eye Bookshop, where I bought four crystals to put in the four corners of the house when I cleanse it, and two types of incense, and a Darwin fish for the car. They’re hiring right now; 32 hrs/wk, but does include weekends. I’ll have to think about this. If I can tell them what weekends/Saturdays I can’t work well in advance, maybe it would work out. (Yeah, okay, I admit it—I’m hot for the discount I’d get!) Anyway, then popped into a used bookstore, where I bought two romances, one SF, and one kid’s book; then mailed a story (IRCs are a pain) and did a ton of food shopping.

The phone was ringing when I got home—it was Ken. Marty (his mom’s friend who’s a contractor) was supposed to come over tonight to discuss some of our repairs/renovations, but he’s rescheduled for tomorrow noon. So instead, we’re going to the movies! Star Wars ep 2 is still playing in Irvine. (Yes, it’s true, we haven’t seen it yet.) He called again a bit later to say that his flight was delayed for three hours, but he’s booked on another one; he’ll get in about an hour later than expected. No prob. I’ll have dinner waiting (crunchy chicken, brown rice, broccoli).

Okay, vignette number three is finished; I can e-mail the two of them to Teresa when she gets back from Pennsic. I’ve also made a few more notes on the hot tub story, “Testing the Waters”. I realised I need to mull a little longer about the mystery itself and how to set it up. I think it’s going to be less of a whodunnit and more of a woman-in-peril story (i.e., the reader will figure out who the bad guy is before she does). What’s amazing is how much I already know about the main character. She just fell into my lap. (Hmmm. Sounds like another erotica piece! :-P)