I tend to write rarely these days, both in this blog and in the context of my books. I want to write, but my body and heart aren’t in it. One of the reasons for the shift in attitude is the loss of a long-distance friend, one whose brilliance and meticulous attention to detail was…
Month: April 2015
Duck and Goose
I started typing “duck and cover”, in light of the way I’ve felt this week, though I guess that would mean I’m bombed. Well, bombarded, if that counts. I volunteered for an earlier shift at work, since my body decided to wake at 3:30, with or without me. Mistake. Big, big mistake. Luckily it’s only…