I grow weary of my uncompleted travel notes. Herewith, the rest of the now-long-ago trip, in a desultory fashion ( Read more... )

I am a writing machine. I do not mean by that that I am a typewriter or somesuch, though that does remind me of a funny story (see below). I mean that I have been writing at an impressive rate. I completed a long chapter on Monday, which took only a week to write, and I have just now finished another, shorter chapter. Phew ( Read more... )