After suffering what seemed like a dry spell, ran across a fine new story. Gonna kick it upstairs, will take my time in its promotion. Make sure I get it right.
Enjoying the W. Isaacson bio of Da Vinci. Forget sometimes how refreshing it is to read a nice bit of non-fiction. Also enjoying the Salter novel (The Hunters) that came to me recently by way of an old, old friend. Have a lot to be thankful for and know it. Need to work at being a better recipient of so much good grace.
Had a dream about my dad last night. We were both younger. He was dressed in a white shirt and tie, wearing a vaguely unfamiliar pair of glasses. He put out his hand and smiled and beckoned to me, but I couldn't quite return his reach.