Ventured back into the long piece this morning after doing as much damage as I could to the latest short story in my queue. Have an idea where I want the narrative to go, but still not entirely comfortable with it after changing narrators, voices, and all the rest in the shorts I’ve been working on lately.
Left for PT just after noon, and stuck around for a workout afterword. Neck’s getting better, I think, but the progress is slow. Just have to keep pushing.
Temps have been dropping, slowly. Felt almost wintry today—in a global warming world. Cooked up a pot of beans and sausage to celebrate the season. Can’t believe we’re close to Thanksgiving…Christmas…the New Year. Gotta start looking ahead.