Why did I say in my last post that I thought I had a good plot for my new Europa story? Silly, silly gator. I should know better by now.
Yesterday I threw all of what I’d written away. It was just no good! I was bored with it, and if I was bored with it it would probably send you dear reader into a coma. So I’ve started again, with a new setting and slightly different plot. Dare I say I think this one is better. Dare I say this one actually seems kind of fun and not about as joyous as washing the car. I suppose with that I’d better get back to it.
Oh, PS. My internet connection is still rather iffy. We have an engineer visiting tomorrow though so either it will get better or, I guess, it won’t. I sincerely hope I don’t vanish for five days again but if I do this is probably where I am, in the swamp, with the alligators, waiting for the next mass extinction event. What’s that you say? We’re already in the middle of a mass extinction event? Hmm. Better hang on tight then.