What little ambition I have...

Off the rails again. Snow messed with everyone's day. Schedules changed, changed again. Took care of small business at home, never quite managed to make it into the office. Maybe that's just as well given the roads were an icy disaster.

Perplexed about the health stuff, but why? My doctor feels the same way and she's got a medical degree. Keep punching, I guess, and just don't think about it. Wish I could steal some extra energy is all. Got the cabin fever bad. Haven't been to the gym in a coon's age, the mountains even longer.

Started T.C. Boyle's Terranauts today. Don't know where it's going yet, but man, the guy can write. Felt good to start something new. Would feel good to revisit an old friend, too.

Not sure what tomorrow's supposed to bring. Cold? Feels like it. Weekend? Guess I'll have to wait and see. 

Moved story files from 2016 to 2017 in a shot to organize. Not sure if it made any difference, but have some good stuff in the hopper and look to having a good year, too. Wanna keep pressing forward. Think seriously about getting a collection in front of a publisher. Enter a couple of contests. Shoot for elite mags.