The 400 Books


One of those impossible days, with too much to mail, too much to scan, too much to wash, too much to clean, to much to make a mess with, and too much to edit. In the back of my mind I keep remembering that the characters are sitting in a cafe (either in Geneva, or Brooklyn) and Pat is about to order some wine. Remember that… I’m too tired and getting sick to go any further with it.
December 21st, 2006 at 1:54 am
soup is so up. soup so up, soup so up! Wine and soup was my dinner tonight, as a fluke flow.