I have deleted line after line…and it’s nearing midnight. I’m having trouble tonight.
Suffice to say, I feel like I have lived three days in a single one. Not in a bad way…in a good, busy way, that did include writing…and physical therapy, and company, and a bowl of ink-squid pasta.
I did a little preparation for my trip to Orinda City tomorrow to meet the oh-so-inspiring author and see the Sisters in Crime showcase.
Still, I don’t feel like it was a very productive day. Ah well…too late to be productive now. So I’m going to read some more of The Eight. I am officially hooked.