Friday, June 12, 2020

Still Working

All weekend...long hours, looking wistfully out the window.

Charley & Rubes wish they could do this.
Instead, they sleep under the table -- snore a lot and have 'kicking' dreams.
Silly dogs.


The Brick has promised to make breakfasts. We may be living on frozen pizza the rest of the time. Who knows.

I have to get back to Maya Blue (it proved that the fourth Mayan Codex found was real)...and the wonderful moccasins found at the Franktown Cave. A little Molly Brown mixed in, too.

'But my nickname was NEVER Molly!'
(She's right -- it wasn't.)


Winston Churchill was right:
Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.

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