As part of my efforts to get enough exercise to keep me out of the hospital, I walked to the Y this morning–about three miles round trip, not counting a couple of rather steep hills. I tried to get underway before it was too hot, but I was still pretty well broiled by the time I got there. So I had a nice long shower and then walked back home, via Tommy’s Pond. Covered with sweat by the time I got here, but at least it was new sweat.
But suddenly it’s 4:30, almost suppertime. How did that happen? I smoked a cigar, worked on The Silver Trumpet (Lord Chutt is painting himself into a very bad corner), and then we had to run out and buy groceries. And now it’s 4:30. *Sigh*
This morning I was distressed to discover that my Newswithviews article today included no link to my blog. That was soon fixed, but it cost me probably 50 views.
The way it works, or is supposed to work, NWV leads readers to my blog, and the blog leads readers to my books. If only. It’s a hard job to come up with a NWV column every week, trust me on that. I’d at least like a better chance to sell some books.
Why am I going on like this? I dunno–probably I cooked my brain by walking in this heat.
See you all later.