Today, friends, was a good-for-nothin' day. In fact, it was great for nothing. Soaked the sun and visited with family. Almost nothing else. So nice!
I may even write a little tonight. It's hard - I have "free time," didn't have to write at all today ... but you know? I have almost no desire to write. First day off from speechwriting, and you want me to write other stuff?
And East of Eden is calling me, too - what to do; what to to? I can tell you this: until I decide, I'm doing nothing!
Labels: books, fiction, summer, vacation, work