No, I didn’t put my book galley between my legs; I did that already. But I watched TV; I mean I even watched the commercials even though I could have fast-forwarded through them; I started reading a book, one of those really long hardcover books that’s a little too big to take with you on an trip when you already have to lug a laptop in your bag, the kind of book where there are dozens of characters and narrow margins and smallish type and therefore the kind of book that you can’t really read in ten-minute increments here and there when you’ve got ten minutes; you need to have the whole night ahead of you, and for the first time in months I have that. I don’t have a deadline and I don’t have to get on a plane somewhere, not unless I really want to. I drank wine this week, and I wasn’t doing it to get myself to sleep at 2 a.m. on a weeknight after drinking too many Diet Cokes while trying to eke out dialogue all night long. I still got sleepy and then I couldn’t read my long complex book BUT THAT WAS OKAY. Because nothing was at stake from my falling asleep.
Beyond that, I don’t have much to report. The site is being rebuilt and tidied up; I have yet to figure out when it’ll be ready. I know that when it happens, the links to my archived pieces will change, though there will be a search feature. This current design is two years old now and it’s time for a change.
Oh, and I keep hearing that there is this big thing at the end of the month where people have parties buy each other presents and there are even special songs about it. I really ought to look into it, right?
