"Let us cross over the river and rest under the shade of the trees."

Middle America passed the 100,000 word mark today. The end, if not yet in sight, is clearly out there somewhere. Maybe another 6,000 words or so. I can't tell yet...

Yesterday I placed a link from my website to this blog on the outside chance that someone out there might actually want to jump over and read some of this babble. So if you do, well, there you are.

It's still nice outside. I'm going to drag the laptop out to the picnic table (the one under the willow tree by the stream - yes, I'm serious) and see if I can finish chapter 37. See ya soon...