April 17th, 2016

The Red Tree

"It's just easing the waiting before dying without company."

Awake too early, not enough sleep, but at least there's sun, and the trees are greener. We may get close to 70˚F today. I'll open windows.

I'd venture out, but I need to finish formatting Dear Sweet Filthy World. Yesterday, I set aside the first draft of the ms., which really wasn't working, and started over with a new table of contents, a different group of stories for a more coherent, cohesive collection. And I have to write a short introduction, which I will call "Houses and Heads."

And though this is an extremely short entry, I see no need to draw this out.

Aunt Beast