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May 09, 2011



You had to have your lawnmower towed? Just how big is it?

And what do you mean with "depending on a few squishy sex details"?


Hee. It's a riding mower with a 42-inch deck. The main problem is that once it sinks, the mud gets up into the blade deck and it's very hard to pull or push past that -- esp. in 2 inches of water that rises when you create big holes in the mud bog.

I mean, YA publishers get very skittish around sex -- some get nervous about kissing. But some of my plot points as currently imagined depend on sex happening. Not necessarily portrayed, but having to occur. But it's fiction. I can make anything happen; I just need to rework my strategies!

How is your relocation effort going?

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