Week 37

Well, the book club went well, and the discussion of Into the Desperate Country was very animated. Afterwards, I sold some books, and turned a profit of $17.12, which brings my yearly total to: $840.00.

Speaking of Into the Desperate Country, amazon.com still has 3 copies of it. It'd be great if someone would buy one. Give it away. Burn it. Whatever. You'd be helping my sales rank out . . . and that's the important thing.

Well, I just heard tonight that a novel that I was hoping to get published was rejected. Oh well.

Still, there's a bright side . . .

When I went down to our laundry room to do a late-night load of clothes, I heard a noise. It was a mole (the mole that's been coming in through our laundry exhaust hose). There he was . . . his little, blind face chewing yet another hole through the hose. All I could see was his little nose, and hear his little teeth working away.

Using my frustration about the rejection, I picked up a plunger and swung it as hard as I could right into that little chewing face.

Pow. No more mole problem. I used needle-nose pliers to carry his limp body out to the garbage. Fitting that I used needle-nose pliers to carry his needle-nose face out to the trash.

So, that's a good thing, anyway.