I’m taking a short break in the middle of my working day. The Marked is coming along well, and I think I’ll probably finish the zero this week. Which means my head will be clean, empty, and twitching for the revisions on Wasteland King and Rattlesnake Wind. Not to mention setting myself to finishing the second Steelflower, which is on track to be 100K, as the other one was. The editor will no doubt help me trim it, but it’s a complex tale.
The microwave was attended by an appliance-surgeon just before lunch. It’s a thermal fuse, which I suspected. It’s also the only fuse the guy can’t get at without dismantling the whole microwave, which did not surprise me in the least. (If not for the chunks of bloodstone under my desk, I’d probably blow my computer up, too.) Electronics and I have an uneasy relationship at best. It’s been a while since I made a light bulb explode, though. (Thank God.)
The guy was unsurprised when I told him my tale of sweet-potato woe. “Oh, yeah. Those burn right well,” he said, and nodded sagely. I feel a little mollified that clearly I am not the only one to have ever had this problem, and a little disappointed at the same time.
I mean, if it had been a squirrel, now that would have been a story. Of course I would never willingly stuff a squirrel in a microwave, but you know what I mean.
Which reminds me, I should tell you guys how tinyBATMAN got his full-time nurse. That is, however…
…you guessed it. Another blog post.
Back to work, into the breach, excelsior, and all that.