July 26th, 2018


"There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass."

Currently, it's 89˚F, with the heat index at 89˚F.

Yesterday, I did 1,298 words on the noir story, but I'm stepping away from it today. I'm not certain about what I've done so far or what's to come.

Other than getting the writing done, yesterday was a spectacularly bad day for me. I will not elaborate.

From Facebook yesterday: I suspect I will never know a better curse than, "May you outlive your world." Finding myself in that situation, I can imagine nothing more terrible.

I began reading Larry McMurtry's Dead Man's Walk yesterday.

Last night, we watched the ninth episode of Ken Burns' Vietnam documentary.


6:17 p.m. (Tuesday)