Sun?

Light rain again this morning, but the sun has made a valiant effort (sorta like a Plymouth Valiant, I'm afraid, a good car but nowhere near exciting...) to come out and dry things up a bit. The rivers won't crest until tonight or tomorrow, at which time it may be raining again.

Finished the first pass through the copyedit, nothing to raise my blood pressure there. As usual, I had to exert my authorial veto to "stet" a couple of places where I _meant_ to do that. If I split an infinitive, I did it on purpose, dammit...

I note that our beloved Prezzie now proposes to move Social Security into the welfare division of national government, adjusting benefits by a "means" test. In other words, if you (hypothetical USA-you) act like a responsible adult and save for your old age, you lose the guv-ment pension.

**elevates both middle fingers in the direction of Washington**

Remain bemused by the cover art for DRAGON'S EYE. If you look closely enough, you'll find a reflection of a castle in the water. Thing is, you kinda hafta know it's there in order to find it, an excess of subtlety for grabber-cover purposes. And it's the wrong castle -- I describe Morgans' Castle as a single plain stone tower, not the multi-tower'd critter with curtain wall etc that you can puzzle out. Thus do authors nit-pick their covers.

(And the dragon pendent is wrong, too -- the dragon should curl _around_ the gemstone, and it should look more Norse or Celtic, simpler, older, and it shouldn't have wings, and....)

But then, a cover's job is to sell books. No necessary relation to the contents.