Bookin it 7 (again not so much)

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.

About the author

Harry is a ferociously good natured eccentric in Duluth Minnesota who detests traitors dressed up as Uncle Sam. You can find somewhat better edited writings of his at the Duluth Reader "contributors." page. The URL is:

https://duluthreader.com/contributors/h/84/284-harry-welty