Chapter 1, Page 55

Chapter 1, Page 55

My favorite page. 🙂 Ferrets + attention span = not so much.

I hope you guys in the U.S. are having a good long weekend! What cool (or not so cool) stuff did y’all do? Since I work from home and still have deadlines, I really didn’t have any sort of holiday, but I’m hoping to take a day off some time in June! However, I did get to take several hours off on Saturday, because it was my dad’s birthday, so he and my sisters and I hung out in downtown Chicago for a while and then had dinner on the 95th floor of the John Hancock building. I had a little bit of booze, which was nice. 😉 Not so nice, though, when I had to go back home and spend all night working through the second round of edits for Art of Death. But I finally finished those this morning, and I’ll be spending the rest of the month polishing the sequel!

In other news, Orzo the budgie now knows how to say “you’re stupid,” “you’re a loser,” and “Ebo’s a loser.” (Ebo is my cockatiel.) I’ve had birds for almost nine years now–including an African grey–but this is the first time anyone’s learned to say anything mean! Yes, I do tell my birds that they’re stupid and they’re losers, but it’s said with love. 😉 Technically Poke (the grey) calls everyone fat and calls herself “fat bird,” but she thinks it’s a big compliment, so I don’t count that as something mean. But either way, this is why I should never have human children.