Trousered Ape
An exercise in presumption.
Sunday, October 04, 2026
State of the Ape LV
Thanks for your prayers.
Nothing new to report healthwise. I’ll be seeing my oncologist later this month, and will be having blood work done before that, so we’ll see where we are.
The cover for Edwina 2 is FINALLY done (although the delay did give me a chance to make a couple of edits to set up Edwina 3 a little more). I’ve ordered the new cover for Edwina 1 in the same style, and will upload both simultaneously.
Edwina 3, God willing and the creek don’t rise, will go to beta readers in the next month or so.
I wrote a new Chapter 1 for Edwina 4, and used part of the old chapter for a flashback in Chapter 2. It’s on hold now for a time while I concentrate on tweaks to Edwina 3.
Sorry, not done woth the clerihews yet:
Tsar Alexis
Opposed equality of the sexes.
He thought it most pernicious
To help with the dishes.
William F. Buckley, Jr.
Did his hair up with a petunia,
And exclaimed in a basso profundo,
“Nunc ero gloria mundo.”
Nostradamus
Was the cat’s pajamas.
His heart was pure,
And his prophecies utterly obscure.
And because it’s funny:
(Click on picture for a clearer view.)
Thanks for your prayers.
Nothing new to report healthwise. I’ll be seeing my oncologist later this month, and will be having blood work done before that, so we’ll see where we are.
The cover for Edwina 2 is FINALLY done (although the delay did give me a chance to make a couple of edits to set up Edwina 3 a little more). I’ve ordered the new cover for Edwina 1 in the same style, and will upload both simultaneously.
Edwina 3, God willing and the creek don’t rise, will go to beta readers in the next month or so.
I wrote a new Chapter 1 for Edwina 4, and used part of the old chapter for a flashback in Chapter 2. It’s on hold now for a time while I concentrate on tweaks to Edwina 3.
Sorry, not done woth the clerihews yet:
Tsar Alexis
Opposed equality of the sexes.
He thought it most pernicious
To help with the dishes.
William F. Buckley, Jr.
Did his hair up with a petunia,
And exclaimed in a basso profundo,
“Nunc ero gloria mundo.”
Nostradamus
Was the cat’s pajamas.
His heart was pure,
And his prophecies utterly obscure.
And because it’s funny:
(Click on picture for a clearer view.)
