Matthew first-readered the folktale. He liked it, happily, and pointed out a couple things I'd overlooked, one of which made me giggle. Did a pair of passes, and it's now at first draft and loaded into the Critters queue. It should go up next week. I need to do some crits this week, most definitely.
And now that that folktale is off my plate, my muse is all frisky and pleased with herself.
Muse: "That was fun! Let's do another one."
Me: "Fun? FUN? My idea of fun is not contorting my brain until blood and words appear on the screen."
Muse: "You want some cheese with that whine? Suck it up. You're a writer."
Muse: "What are you waiting for? Type, biotch!"
Me: *sigh* "Yes'm."
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