I wonder what's happened to Mendalla? Haven't seen him around his usual haunts for a few days.
Oh, well. The ways of the Ape are strange.
I've got coffee on, with pots of Red Rose and Lemon & Ginger teas on the side.
I'll wander behind the bar and see if there are any of Sara's GF cookies available, then make myself comfy until someone else comes in for breakfast.
Another comp entry, I see, not (yet) Verbal's.
In some ways, my friend, letting go of a book is the hardest part. You've worked on it for so long, and you've been polishing and polishing and polishing…
But you have to finally say, "Well, damn! I can't do any more damage here," and let it go.
Of course, then when it's published, you see the typo on Page 1 that you read and missed a hundred times…