It's Friday, I have to go to work tomorrow. Tonight I had to write the President's Message for the Beau Monde so not much writing done, except for at the gym (where there were no elves of any kind) I notebooked and got some important stuff done. Like, how the heck will the story end? Before the gym: no idea. After the gym: a couple of good ideas. Still slogging through the synopsis. Ick. But I'm getting there I think.