It's A Monday
It's a Monday, and I find I have very little to say. Over the weekend, I finished reading Sheri Tepper's novel Six Moon Dance. I've mentioned that Tepper is a very inconsistent writer. This is probably one of her middle-of-the-road efforts; entertaining but not the world-beater of Grass or Gate to Women's Country. I spent some time on the rewrite of One of Our Spaceships is Missing, but that's the height of excitement for the weekend. Wit and wisdom to resume eventually.