Sat up late and watched “The Sand Pebbles” last night. Always amazed at what a terrific film it was. Saw it with my grandpa when I was a kid. He’d been a chief petty officer on a troop transport in WWI.
Good day today at the keyboard. Came close to putting together a new reader draft for my short, “Not Fade Away.”
Good day at the gym, too, despite it being overrun with other old-timers.
Ran a few errands this afternoon, then came home and worked a while longer. Too hot to hang outside.
New sofa arrives tomorrow. Looking forward to that.
Been reading The Confessions of Nat Turner now. Styron was a hell of a writer, wasn’t he.