Wednesday, and Here we are...

Cold today, but fought off the icy advances of Jack Frost with grim determination, wearing cargo shorts and a leather bomber jacket long after the temps dropped.

Finished “So the Wind Won’t Blow it all Away” this evening. A strangely moving story that made me wish Brautigan hadn’t done himself in. Would have liked to know what he thought about the world today.

Couldn’t catch any traction with my own work today, but kept slugging even so. It’s all you can do, right? Did have a nice moment when the mailman came this afternoon. Contributor copies of “Blues Legend” arrived from the Dalhousie Review.