Beautiful drive in this morning, fog covering everything. Passing through pockets of light, glimpse of a tree in a field submerged in mist.

Rainy day, just had a brief chat with some very nice ladies about carrying my books at their local bookstore. Yay.

packing up, heading for home...

probably asleep by now...

The big question tonight is whether or not the trees should be there. I'm leaning towards "Yes" but we'll see how it goes. I might be wrong.

back at it, editing the third draft of "The Cradle" and hoping for the best...

A character in the story I'm editing goes by his initials and I find that it's annoying me. Suddenly I feel sympathy for the rest of you.

For lunch today it's pizza and edits — leftovers, basically.

Morning Music: Michael Levy's latest... ping.fm/RW5io

Waiting all evening for a tow truck. Finally shows up driven by the Devil hisself. Though the ol' bastard's seen better days.