Hello, dark world

I have been lost in the throes of my manuscript world. It's a darker and dirtier place than I'm used to, so I've been doing a bit of research to flesh it out, since I don't tend to hang out on the mean streets. I've been researching permit laws for carrying concealed weapons, Alcoholics Anonymous (lovely people there), some courtroom procedures, and I am about to visit my first pawn shop . I've learned enough that when a friend sent out an email about old ads we'd never see nowadays, I emailed him back and told him that a Colt .45 cost ten times as much now as it did in that ad.

I am a rather easily overlooked type of person. Nothing extravagant or amazing about me on the surface. A small, domestic looking person, in fact, with my gray hair and baby face. So when I start talking about concealed carries and the cost of a nice little matte black Colt, it doesn't quite fit. And that's one of the things that makes research so darned much fun.