The cold seems to be diminishing, so with luck I'll sleep decently prior to cracking my happy self out of bed at a Very Ridiculous Hour to fly home. The weekend seems to be made for laying low and keeping warm, in the interests of not inducing a return of the cold, but of course the heat at Nuevo Rancho Lake is on the blink. Luckily I made a smart and have the heating guy coming at 2 tomorrow. Let's hope my plane is not late.
Writing work for tomorrow: Potlatch workshop stories, Endurance synopsis, a blurb for bethbernobich's excellent debut novel Passion Play, and answering some interview questions.
Writing work for tonight: to sleep, perchance to dream.
Play nice, do good, I'll see some, all or none of you back in Portland.
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