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Hi Everybody. 
Sorry I missed yesterday.  There might be another one or two of these missed days over the next two weeks.  I’m writing like mad on the screenplay for Rosie because of the possible looming Writers Guild of America strike.  The literature we’re getting from the guild and reports from other writers we know make it seem like it is positively going to happen.  But I talked to my lawyer yesterday, and he said it would be crazy to strike, and that he’s talked to a lot of writers and it is very doubtful the strike will happen until the actors contract is up.  I think he called it financial suicide, or something like that.
“Oh great,“ I said, feeling very much relieved.  Because he should know.  He’s based in LA.  His whole business is negotiating contracts. “So I’m worrying for nothing,“ I said happily.  “I can slow down on this mad dash to get the script finished before the Writer’s Guild goes to a vote at the end of the month.“ 
“No,“ he replied, without even the decency of a moments hesitation.  “You need to finish it.“ Or something to that ilk.
“Oh…“ I said, crestfallen.  “Darn.“  Because it has been a crazy busy month, with WordFest, the Surrey’s Writer Conference, a bunch of readings in Toronto next week.  The good thing is, Halloween is rolling around and I have lots of miniature Halloween candy bars and so forth to keep me company.  (I don’t know why, but I’ve fooled myself into thinking that those little tiny packets of happiness are too small to contain any calories!)
So that’s where I’ve been.  Holed up in my writing room, fingers flying, drinking jasmine tea like it’s going out of style.
Not sure how I’m going to manage getting my allotted script pages written at the Surrey International Writers Conference.  We’ll see.

I’m trying to get my sister Becky to do a guest blog!  I think it would be fun.  Hey, Becky if you don’t want to do a chatty blog, you could post a poem.  That would be good.  (Psst…I don’t know if I’m going to be successful in convincing her to do it.  But I’m nothing if not persistent!  Hee..hee!)  Love you Becky.