We get a catalog of Really Expensive Houses (some of which are simply labeled "very upper bracket" instead of given a price). We get phone calls from these people, too. They seem convinced that because we have spent a chunk of change on a house, we should obviously want to spend a
larger chunk of change on a
different house any minute now. Yes, because book-moving is so much fun.
These catalogs fascinate me, though. Sometimes when I look through them, I make careful note of the priorities of people who aren't us. Three bedrooms in 6000 square feet, you say? How very...not us. This time it was the Pure Snark issue.
( Real Estate Ad Silliness )I did not finish the rock sprite story, but I worked on it and on "Even Without Deceit" (and on
Thermionic Night, but that was before my last post and so doesn't count. I think "Even Without Deceit" is rolling along to its conclusion. I have a scene left and a tiny bit of connecting tissue. Then I'll give it a shakedown and see what falls out of its pockets. Etc.
