First swim of the year, assisted by jet lag. Murky purple before the dawn. Halfway through a wreath of vegetation hooked onto me & I carried it like a handbag in the crook of my arm some time.
While I do laps I make resolutions. I may try to write consistently here: my semester starts on Monday, & I never get much writing done during the semester. Why not write in this space instead?
If there’s anything you think I should write about, let me know. It feels like a year I could use some assignments.
Meanwhile, in London, I bought a picture of a goose being vanquished by a fox.
I would love to hear more about some of the objects in your house. Those of us who've been following you and Edward for a while know that you own some truly singularly unique things, and hearing the stories behind some of them would make a fantastic read, I'm sure.
How about puppets how did you end up with a house full of puppets?
The difference between planing a novel and a collection of short stories?
A man from old England and a women from New England end up in Austin. Austin in Texas What?
ZaSu Pitts seem like a choice that has a story?
How do all the choices involved in a book become an Audio book get made?