I’m taking a crack at being funny again.

While the pain of taxes still burns like a hot fire poker jabbed repeatedly through my soul, I’m trying to move past that minor annoyance. Forgive and forget. Why would any of us need more of the money we earn anyway? Besides, I’m happy to surrender a substantial portion of my earnings so that I may enjoy many of government benefits available to me, like streetlights and stop signs.

But before getting to the humor, here’s an update on the second novel. I’m close to hitting critical mass and moving into a heads down writing phase. Output has increased in the last few days, I’m now pushing 45 pages on book number next. Tomorrow, I’ll reveal the title of the second book, which I’ve promised to do for…hmm…how old is this blog? Ah, but Wednesday is the day.

By my calculations, my query letter is now in the hands of an agent, or perhaps their assistant, or perhaps their mail screener. Then again maybe it’s still rotting in my local post office. The clerk did give me an evil look when I dropped the letter in the box.

Oh, man. I said I was going to be funny, and here I blew the whole blog being serious. Well, tomorrow it’s sam the funny writer guy again.