Wednesday's work

day off on wednesday (!) so I went over to Mark's - you'll probably hear a lot about Mark - God of Inspiration, Sacred Keeper of Grammatical Knowledge, Kitchen Conqueror and Awesome Host. Did a boat load of work on Blood Omen, the latest hatchling. I feel I have redeemed myself after the latest works, a rush-job of a fairy tale. We don't need to go there.

Maya (evil cow) is becoming far too jealous of the Male, and He's becoming clingy. If only they'd listen to the Mother-mind and go where the plot wills. *humph*. It took me three days to get them on the Hopper to escape the arthritic grasp of Fallon (aka Hitler's Granny).

Who said parenting was easy.

Well, this is the beginning. I am Sarah, Slave to the Brain-Spawn my volatile grey matter spews onto paper, and the following is, at least, I think it will be, an account of the horrible torment they put me through in their adolescent phases.