Chilly for a day in mid-May in north-central Alabama. We only made 72F. I am sick of this. It feels too much like cold spring. But we should be back in the 80s by Saturday, hopefully.
This morning, I wrote 1,054 words on "Strandling," and that was about all I accomplished. I did email Ellen Datlow and message Drew on Twitter. That was my productivity for the damn day. Not a lost day, really. Just a bad day.
Last night we watched the last three episodes of Season Three of Naked and Afraid.