I’ve been keeping kind of weird hours. Yesterday, after trying to write and not being able to read the little white letters swimming across the blue screen, I spent about half of the day asleep. Knew I was going to have to be up late, and figured that I’d have plenty of time to write at night. Sat down in the evening, true to plan, and checked my e-mail.
In it was an e-mail from Russ — and Russ never e-mails good news. He always calls. So I knew, but still I hoped that maybe this time was the exception. But no. Betsy passed on Talyn. That was a pretty hard hit, and I didn’t feel up to writing afterward.
But today is another day. I’ll use yesterday’s goals and see where I can get.