I’ve not lifted a finger for six days to type my threatened book to bankroll a Congressional race. That doesn’t mean that the book has been set aside. I’ve actually put about five hours a day into a final reorganization of the research materials in my office. Don’t tell the Fire Marshall about it or he’ll condemn my house. Actually I found a fair amount of duplicate material to move back up the attic. My office is now nearly spic-n-span.
Christmas is coming the goose it getting fat so I’ll not likely write much for the next couple days. I’ve also begun a thosuand piece puzzle from my visit to Australia. We work on one each Christmas. Its become a tradition.
I suspect that once I begin writing again I’ll crank out a lot of text. I hope to entertain you through most of January with little excerpts of unedited prose until I leave town for a brief trip to southern climes. Oh and if we get any snow I might take a break to play in it for a couple days. My recovery from the hernia operation is just a couple weeks from being complete. The snow gods stinginess is probably just a matter of their looking out for one of their most devout worshipers, me.
