Woke early after shaking off some bad dreams.
Hit the cottage early and steamed ahead on the new short. I’m calling it “One Way Out.”
Thought the piece might crash and burn after all the revisions, but it’s reached a point where I now believe it might be one of the best things I’ve written in a while. Put a pin in that. I might have to come back later and eat those words.
Was taking a break when an email came in saying another new story of mine, “Sister Moon,” was just accepted. Two in two days.
Suddenly, everything breaks loose.
Did some grocery shopping this afternoon, and decide to chill the rest of the day. Wrote a critique for N, read a little bit of NYer, took a short walk, and now here we are.