I’ve got a bunch of things to do before I head to Memphis and Miss Wendy tomorrow. So far this morning makes it look like I can expect everything to go awry. Nothing tragic, just irritating — though it may be that my Paypal account has been broken into (how very irritating). My muses have been playing the coquette, too. Normally, if one’s not cooperating, I switch to another, but they’re all being maddeningly elusive at present. I did get a query letter sketched out last night, but it’s a completely different project than what I ought to be working on. It’s frustrating to have such a stubbornly recalcitrant head.