So out of the last six days, I had kids (one, two, one) home three days, I worked two days, I had events going on five nights and parents in town the last one, it was the first anniversary of a friends murder, AND I started Nanowrimo.  So you’ll forgive me for not following up on the Biscuit vs. Scone bake-off.  Maybe I’ll do that tomorrow.  Nothing’s happening tomorrow, right? (Don’t tell me.  I like being blissfully unaware today.)

Kids are well now, they’ve all had haircuts, they’ve had a sleepover (either at church or at Nana & Pa’s), and they’ve already eaten most of their Halloween candy.

I’m something like 5600 words into my latest novel for Nanowrimo.  It’s going pretty well.  This year I have Beta Readers, too, which is different and fun.  I’m awaiting feedback.  I think it’ll be nifty having a braintrust behind my novel.  I’ve got an artist, a photographer, and a librarian reading my stuff.  WHEE!

My husband is being sweet about all this.  He said “You choose what you do with your free time.  I watch football and drink beer.  You spend time with crazy people inside your own head.” It’s all good.  I still think mine’s better.  🙂