So, I've been "working" on The Rake. In between organizing my room. Last weekend, you may recall, I was putting books into crates (with lids). Today I went and got more crates. The closet has been cleaned and there are filled crates in it. More filled crates are stacked elsewhere. I have room I didn't have before. I found my comfy slippers and more books and a change purse full of change. Note to self: No more cardboard boxes for anything. Plastic crates with lids. That's it. I was strong and threw away many things. More are slated to go.

I also drafted the enclosure letter for DX and fixed up the synopsis. I'll burn a CD in the next couple of days and mail it Tuesday. In those moments of working on The Rake, I decided what book it will be. So now I feel better about it. The thing has more direction now. I swear, this has been the book from hell.

Back to work.