Dr. Dume ~ The Doctor is In

Senga has broached taboo subjects this week.

She wants to paint the nursery. Paint! No stone in Dume Towers has ever been tainted with paint. No Dume has ever attempted to colour the stones, ever. Paint! Doesn't she realise paint costs money? What is she thinking?

She also wants a holiday. She wants to go somewhere sunny, where people are friendly and there are distractions and activities galore.

No chance. I hate all that. So we're going to Wales. Cloud and boredom and scowling faces, just like home. She also expects this holiday to last two weeks but I'm sure I can curtail it, with a little effort.

I have an article to finish. Well, if I'm honest, I have an article to start. If I start them too early they ramble and get far too long, so I have to leave them to the last minute. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Besides, I have all this procrastination to get through first. 

Senga is sulking. She has begun one of her three-day stony silences that she thinks is a form of punishment.

So I have three days of peace and quiet to write in.

Sounds good to me.

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I am preparing for fatherhood. It means I have to endure children-oriented things in order to determine their suitability for the Offspring Who Has Yet To Be Named. OWHYTBN. No, that won't do. I'll have to think of better names but there's plenty of time for that later.

In the meantime, I have found some entertainment for the child. This site is eminently suitable for a Dumelet. It should keep him glued to the screen more effectively than, um, glue. Although just to be on the safe side, I'll buy some glue too.

I particularly liked the ghost train idea. I'll have to consider installing something like it here.

Perhaps in the nursery.

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Another rejection today.

Bah.

Oh well, on to the next on the list. I've written myself into a bit of a corner with three of the books. They aren't a series or a serial but they are interrelated, so it makes sense to place them with a single publisher. Having had one of them rejected means I can't really send that publisher the other two for consideration.

I'll have to keep trying with those and also work on the zombie book, which has nothing to do with those three so it can go out to publishers who have already booted one of them.

So far I am concentrating on publishers who accept submissions through the wire. This costs nothing but a little time so the rejections only dent my pride, not my wallet, and the wallet is by far the more important of those.

It's too hot to concentrate on being properly grumpy today anyway. The heat is drying out all the fungus on the dungeon walls and I have to go down there at least twice a day to spray it. Senga wants me to let it die because she keeps trying to clean it off and it grows back. So I have to sneak down when she's not watching. That fungus has been growing there for centuries. I can't be the Dume who let it die. History would record my failure.

Having already failed once today, I'd better go and spray the walls now.

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