Writing Life

As a result of attempting to learn French, polish Dangerous Book two, keep the juvenile delinquent dog from dismantling the house and garden, and keep the hoodlum cat out of the prison system (he's an unrepentant and unlicensed killer) my little brain is frazzled. Worse, none of these worthy goals has been accomplished. Of course, having the attention span of flea isn't helping.

On the plus side, I have plenty of do.