Writing is chaos, which isn't a ladder

But is actually a line that looks like a toddler attempted to draw a squiggly storm cloud. We have to follow the Muse, and if the Muse whips out an unfinished manuscript in the middle of another unfinished manuscript, well . . .

You gotta do what you gotta do. And in my case, I'm doing what I can to finish Comedy of Rain, but I also have to obey the Muse and get back to other things, like No Signal or the Queen of Seasons quintet, which haven't been touched in a dog's age. Since I don't have much else to report on, I'm going to scale back on my blog posts to one per month until I can get back up to speed with regular semimonthly updates.

See you, space cowboy!