Works and days...

Week nine of the kitchen renovation, and no one showed up for work today. Drove into the office beneath overcast skies, and settled in to writing with a cup of tea and a peanut butter sandwich.

Had another good morning at the keyboard. How do you strike a balance between spontaneity and caution? One day the former works, the next day the latter. This is why we speak of revisions in the plural. You rarely accomplish things in the first pass.

Dempsey book is wonderful. Can’t read it without remembering road trips from the past. Next time I pass through Montrose, it will be a different town. Same with Telluride…Ouray…Creede…Steamboat Springs.