Not flu after all... and thickening plots

So Ian's better, but still not at the camp I scheduled for him this week. Unfortunately, that throws my schedule off; but that may be a good thing, as I had a few plot 'ahas' yesterday that I probably need to go back and work in. Plus, I'm having fun reading about lighthouses.

Still, regarding my little plot issues; you'd think this whole book-writing thing would become easier, wouldn't you? I guess it does, but there's still a disturbing element of uncertainty in each book. On the other hand, I guess that's why I'm a bookwriter and not an accountant. Although there's a certain amount of uncertainty in my accounting, too... ;)

And my poor other half has been cursed by the tire gods. Yesterday, he got three flats on his bike; today, he woke up to discover his car had a flat tire. And he has to drive to Houston. I can hear the tire wrenches on the driveway as I type.

I hear the five-yr-old stirring, so I'm off for now... hope everyone else has escaped this affliction (which, incidentally, is NOT flu, thankfully).

Oh, and because I am constitutionally incapable of saying 'no', I signed up for another blog the other day. It will go live soon, and I'll let you know the details.

Karen (who is off to go looking for her misplaced common sense)