So I am working on a blog project with Jason, my older daughter’s boyfriend. He does these wicked cool 3-D modeling pictures of spaceships and stuff. And I am going to write a sci-fi/military fiction/combat/battle between good and evil story to go with them. Each short story will be built around a picture of some future military piece of hardware, or else the gear will be designed to fit the short story. Except the short stories are really chapters in one long story.

I realize that this will not appeal to all of you, and we will have to build up our own fan base, but some of you might like it. It won’t be as bloodless and humorous as my novel, just to be clear. But it never hurts to actually like your daughter’s boyfriend. I now tease him that we are bonding on a molecular level… then I interlace my fingers and wiggle them. It cracks me up, the look on his face.

I am still having computer problems, and it keeps freezing up, so I still can’t read your posts, but I will catch up next week, I promise.