Crazy rain. Woke at 4:00 to the sound of a driving hailstorm. Not long after, the alarm on one of the neighbors’ cars went off. The alarm continued, intermittently for the next for or five hours.
Wrote most of the morning despite the racket. Revisions for “Working to Beat Hell.” The piece is just about where I want it. One more pass may be enough, but I’ll take my time. Tin House is running a theme issue on “faith,” and I think the story might have a shot if I can get the ending right.
Came out of a movie theater this afternoon, greeted to a blanket of hail. Streets looked as if they’d been covered in snow. Skies are still glum and rainy, and the forecast for tonight says freezing temps.