Please come in.
Do you know why you're here? Well, we're here to discuss your behavior recently. Oh, never mind. That's my next appointment. You're here about the "Saturday" update. Well, good news! Here it is. And, even better news: I won't be flapping my keyboard gums nearly as much this week. I happen to be sick and tired (literally), so I just don't have the energy to talk your ears off. Because I'm sick, you might want to rub your eyes with some of that antibacterial goop after you read this.
(That was a joke. DO NOT RUB YOUR EYES WITH ANTIBACTERIAL GOOP.)
Update: Still editing, but making great progress and having fun. There's no real hurry. I'm still eager to get the book to you, but the agent/publisher search isn't exactly a fast process. If it turns out I have to print and distribute it myself, I'll need to save money. I've already started this process, but that's going to be glacial as well. But we'll get there, damn it. We'll get there if it kills you. I meant me. If it kills me. Yes, that's what I meant.
In the meantime, here's a recent edit from page 9. It's of India's principal, Principal Flummox. He's an uptight man. Here's the original:
Ok, Noah needs to go sleep for a little while.
Thank you for reading and for being cool.