Hidden Squalor!

We have three people away this weekend so the eight-crits rule will be hard to enforce. We had one early story in primaries (already cleared with its "8" and then six fresh stories last night, some of which I couldn't post until ten, and one I posted this morning.

But the gang has done me proud and we have 8-5-5-5-4-2 crits already (Noon Saturday)


and remember these are critiques, not 1-2 line casual comments.





At Kingfisher Barn, Deb likes to keep things a bit more than tidy.






(She woke up once on an operating table and started complaining the place was filthy...)





We've got a family room and a posh front room, and just off this, the other side of those three stained-glass windows, is my office.





There is one room in this house that's MY responsibility.





Well today I :


1 couldn't find any of the poertry journals I'd published in.

2 couldn't find my stash of US stamps to put on SASE's for a pile of US subs I have ready

3 couldn't find my chair


I wouldn't say the room was untidy but my Mrs thinks it's like Beirut on a particularly bad day



Anyway, I have shamed myself into cleaning it up. See next blog entry and play spot the book.