No writing yesterday, not really. Nothing usable. I thought I'd come up with something very clever for H, but then decided it was contrived and silly. Which is what I get for trying to be clever. I gave up and went to the market with Spooky.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.
Last night we watched Marnie (1964), a film that was came out when I was about two months old. It marks the end of an era for Hitchcock. Marnie was his last film with composer Bernard Hermann, as well as with editor George Tomasini and director of photography Robert Burks. It's an uneven affair, and, ultimately, I think it gets lost in psychobabble.
I have to do better today than yesterday.