No Air Conditioning! Say it isn't so.

Yes, my air conditioning choked and died a sudden and violent death yesterday. I didn't what all citizens’ would do without the skills and knowledge on their own. I called my trusty repair guy. You know the one. The one, that warned you every season when he testing the system that this day would come. But alas, I didn't listen. I just knew I could squeeze just a few more seasons before I bit the bullet and replaced it.

No, the day has come. I have no more lifelines and no more bandages to heal old wounds. My pleas of starving writer went unheard and a choice of the good, the bad and the ugly must be made.

So say, that writing in the heat was awful was a gross understatement. Try making a several thousand dollar decision with sweat pouring off you. I still can't make up my mind and I am also not sure any of my writing will make sense when edited. My brain is like on overheat at the moment.

Bare with me. I need to find a new first reader with time to edit my book. But I can't think of a contest or way to do it at the moment. Next time, I say. I will procrastinate on this issue since I cannot on the status of my A/C

Happy Reading! :) Think cool thoughts for me.