playing god for fun and (hopefully) profit

Few things are more pitiful than a Boomer denied ginger-and-teryaki tilapia fillets. He even tried to make an end-run through the green salad. Silly kitty. Pandora, disdaining people food, has spent the time trying to claim ownership of the laptop, as usual. I'm pretty sure she thinks of it as a strange but useful bed-warmer rather than as a means to take over the e-world, but I'm not letting her get any ideas. Mine, fur-face. Go back to sleeping on the pillow.

Today was spent creating religious myths for TPEMB. It may never appear in the story proper, but the structural origin myth informs the actions of several characters, so it had to be mapped out -- and then obscured and attacked over the generations.

I'm quite pleased with it, actually. L. Ron had the right of it -- invented religions are far more enjoyable than inherited ones. ;-)

Meanwhile, a few beta-readers have been heard from. First four chapters don't suck, apparently.