Word count: 32935 | Since last entry: 810

Kate is back from Disneyland, having had a great time there with the eight-year-old neice. Today I got a haircut, did a few other chores, had lunch with Katy, a square-dancing friend who just popped in as long as she was in town for other reasons, and had a delightful dinner at Mother’s with Bo and Don, a couple of other square-dancing friends. Then we watched Drive (I agree with Abigail that it lacks soul and texture, but I’m willing to give it time to grow on me) and I wrote another couple hundred words.

On the other hand, today I received another rejection. This was my 191st rejection (including 5 editor and 2 agent rejections on the novel, but not counting 10 cases in which the market folded before replying to my submission). I immediately resubmitted the story elsewhere. Excelsior!