Here we go, page seven. This has one of my most in-jokey jokes ever, and it's visible here in panel one. Anyone want to take a guess as to what it is?
I thought I was hitting a nice little roll here, but now I'm a little stymied as to page eight. A lot of times, I have the writing work done on the next page while I'm working on the current one. It's not that I don't know what happens next. I certainly do. It's just a question of feeling like I need another beat before going on with the story.
Still, I'd like to get page eight done by the end of the month. Then I'd be a third of the way through the book and a third of the way through my self-assigned deadline of end-of-July. That may change a bit given that I do realize that San Diego is the end of July and that does take some time up. Even so, I should be doing well on getting three months ahead of things, which I need to do to have a certain amount of safety room to get the next FCBD issue printed in time.