Not sure where this one went. Lotta craziness.
Somewhere in the midst of looking after little things, managed to get another batch of good revisions in on the new story. Who knows, might have a reader draft before I know it.
Why do I keep hoping I'll find a practical way to schedule my days?
Needed a Starbuck's bad. Didn't get it. Gonna settle in with a bottle of wine instead and relive Sunday, on the water, working my fly rod.