Whew! Holly and I have been running from shortly after 6am this morning. She was working on a proposal, and I was rewriting on PBOTL. We just finished. She’s off to get something to eat–I suspect she eats more than swords and drinks more than cold water, but even with that diet, she was iron-deficient today.

And I’m within sight of the end of this pass of revisions. Still much to do. I had a tendency to break for chapters where the Bear told me to–and her chapters run from just under two hundred words to just over nine thousand. I suspect the right answer is somewhere between those two numbers. I have places where the Bear tells me what happened and others where she provided dialog. Some of her story could be converted to dialog. Maybe. Have to double-check and see. I’ve been changing some.

Also, the most perplexing question of the day: Is it anatomically possible for a male polar bear to use a human toilet? If so, how? Still researching that one, folks.