August 26th, 2016

The Red Tree


I've had four nights of insomnia, and last night was the worst yet. It was well after sunrise before I even dozed. I'm barely conscious.

No actual prose yesterday. But I have pages of notes on "Beyond the Laughing Sky." I know the story. I almost know the narrator and one other character.

I strayed back into Second Life last night, five hours wandering through different worlds in all my different skins. At least one of those accounts, I'd not opened since 2009.

Aunt Beast