Just popping my head in — while the children battle for couch supremacy, while I put the finishing touches on this evening’s Festival of Leftovers — to remind all of you that today is the 30th anniversary of the disappearance of Elvis Presley.

Also, thanks in part a a bout of insomnia that kept me up until 4 o’clock this morning, it looks like I might get the fourth draft of Book One done by the end of the week. If that schedule holds true (and it might) then I have high hopes of the fourth draft being finished within another couple of weeks.

Which is, depending on how you look at it, good news for all of you who wrote in inquiring about your chances for getting on the Reader’s List.

Bless your hearts.