The more I work with Fuzzy and we bounce ideas off each other, the more I realize that yeah, we work really damn well together. I wasn't seeing the new intro until just today, but then it started flashing in, and then we wound up chatting for at least half an hour and hashing things out. I see details that he can miss. He can give me seed details and I work out the ripples.

... If I ever contemplate sleeping with him again, someone hit me HARD.

Crap. I have no experience scripting comics. I'll just go on ... well ... on whatever I know, I guess. Fuzzy can cut it down. He's good at that. This is going to be another full-time job, just like the book was, isn't it. Maybe I can get the first draft of the whole thing done in a month so that we can do the second draft in another month and by November I'll have breathing space to do stuff of my own.

I'm already looking forward to that, heh. Silly me, eh?

Not quite done with the rough of the second scene. I'm looking to get that finished up tomorrow, and also (we are to hope) of the 3rd scene tomorrow, so I can take a breather on Thursday, with "My Brother, the Storm" on the phones. No work on writing Friday unless there's calm in the workplace, probably not much until Saturday afternoon, then Sunday I'll ... oh, right, I'm swapping Saturday and Sunday because of the other two girls at work, silly me. So not much work Sunday, and gods alone know what I'm doing Saturday.

Saturday and Sunday afternoons, I have to take off to get my time with my blonder half on the phone, anyway.