Today I went to the library to write, a new library, which I like much better than my local one. This new one has many staircases and little nooks with desks and comfortable chairs, and windows with trees and light on the other side, and a fireplace. And it was…
J sort of accidentally added my novel draft to Goodreads. Well, he meant to do it, but he didn't know I would feel weird about it. But that was days ago and I actually think it's kind of amusing now. I hate the title and only two people in the…
White wine on a sun-setting balcony as the humidity fades. They talk about Europe, about where they're going and where they've been. I don't say much. Instead, I slurp my wine and daydream about Germany, though my time there was too short and the things seen were too few. I…
