I went for the big push and uploaded the last three chapters of "Paradox Clones" to the Teaspoon this morning. I hope people like the end. Admittedly, the very end is a bit fluffy and twee, but that's the way I like to write so there you go.
My cell phone is all tricked out in Who stuff, from the background to the ringtone to the sound of an incoming message (a Dalek screeching "EXTERMINATE!" - but I'm not a nerd. No.) :) and late last night I kept getting texts from a friend. Mr. Timelord, who was half asleep, mumbled something about "Somebody turn off the Dalek" which was quite hilarious. Might have to write a goofy little something. We'll see.
Anyway, I think my cold is migrating from my head to my chest, which is both good and bad. Not that I'm a fan of coughing, but it is a little easier to breathe through my nose this morning. And I'm STARVING - don't they say 'Feed a cold, starve a fever' or something like that? Hm. Think I'll go feed my cold now.
My cell phone is all tricked out in Who stuff, from the background to the ringtone to the sound of an incoming message (a Dalek screeching "EXTERMINATE!" - but I'm not a nerd. No.) :) and late last night I kept getting texts from a friend. Mr. Timelord, who was half asleep, mumbled something about "Somebody turn off the Dalek" which was quite hilarious. Might have to write a goofy little something. We'll see.
Anyway, I think my cold is migrating from my head to my chest, which is both good and bad. Not that I'm a fan of coughing, but it is a little easier to breathe through my nose this morning. And I'm STARVING - don't they say 'Feed a cold, starve a fever' or something like that? Hm. Think I'll go feed my cold now.