Catching My Breath

Charlotte and Danny

Sure, there’s a boatload of work to do. Billable work, administrative work (such as sending bills, which is the happiest part of billable work), book work (editing), other book work (back cover copy), still more book work (including sending advance reader copies (ARCs) to authors who have generously agreed to blurb), housework, yard work (I literally have not weeded any of the gardens all summer), and errands.

This past weekend, I did practically none of it.

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‘Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving

Freedom-from-want

November 22, 5:22 p.m. I have already changed into flannel pajamas and slippers, thus proclaiming that I have no intention of leaving my hotel room tonight. I sip chardonnay from a drinking glass, munch baked potato chips, and luxuriate in the twin blessings of silence and indolence.

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