I'm awaiting my morning jolt of caffeine. Something needs to save me from zombiedom, after all.
Sailors on the Sea of Dead Gods arrived yesterday. Every time I pass the kitchen table, it beckons me. I feel like sitting down and reading it as if I didn't spend six weeks writing it. Getting Sailors in the mail is making me think about whatever I'm going to write next. I'm thinking about dusting off The Warp Weaver and making it more of a fantasy story.
Not many plans today other than getting my oil changed. I hope today's as nice as yesterday.