Big Love

Oh, to have a TV.

Utah, Gateway to Nevada.

Atop the Mormon tabernacle is Moroni, a wood statue plated in gold. If his horn blows, start running, because it’s the end of the world. And that’s about all I remember from living in Salt Lake City. The therapy must be working.

Grammar check

Line edits are tedious. There’s no other way to put it. Yet, they can be a lot of fun, because the process unearths some howlers. I may post one or two segments that I cut.

I plan three full passes of the manuscript over the next two weeks. The first is in place, in other words, working directly in the electronic document. The next two will be hardcopy based. A fresh toner cartridge awaits.

If the edits are tight enough, Team Eagle Eye can read quickly, and I can cruise right into the next project.