Yesterday I made rigatoni with a creamy mushroom sauce for dinner. It used mascarpone cheese, which was a neat way to do a cream sauce. It marks the first time I have eaten mascarpone outside of dessert. Recommended!
I wrote 4,125 words today, all freelance. When I was done, I lay down on my bed and watched my cats clean one another. I feel like a robot!
Manuscript deadline on the new book got pushed up to Saturday. I was worried at first, but I’m enjoying the chance to throw my weight into it. This collection includes some of my favorite stories and I’m looking forward to sending it out into the world!
I ordered some books: Europeana, In the Blind, The Wavering Knife, The Complete Butcher’s Tales!
In crime blotter news, there is no longer a killer on the loose. It turns out that the kid the killer killed was a mid-level drug dealer of some sort and the killer owed the drug dealer a lot of money. On the bright side, nobody thinks it’s a shame any more!
It’s great to keep busy! “In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was within me an invincible summer!”

It’s good to be home. I came home and cleaned my kitchen and got a new phone to replace the one I busted on a wall in Boston. At home I found ten roses and a lot of work. I read a book and excavated my pores.
Anyway it was wonderful to meet so many kind and generous and funny people on the road, from those who put us up in their homes and let us use their towels, to those who took us out after readings and bought us drinks and food, to those who slipped bills into our raffle bag and helped us pay for all the gas we used on the entire trip, insane, plus a surplus of $12. I learned many new names; incredible guest readers in all cities, hosts that gave us peanut butter pretzels or took us to Bourbon Street or found flowers to make our walk a little pinker, kind friends who smiled while we tried to string together a complete sentences after twelve hours on the road. I found myself in cities and states I had never been before, accompanied by the kindest hearts. I’m being blurry and vague. Once I start putting names to things I’ll start feeling it all. Let’s wait on that.
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