No soap radio

Haven't done any more writing and have been playing way too much solitaire again.

Sigh.

Looking forward to tomorrow, sort of. Going to meet some people for dim sum in Chinatown. Then have to come home and get groceries and stuff--actually, might do that before I leave for Chinatown, that almost makes the most sense, if I can do it early enough. Problem is my knee still isn't entirely better, so I pretty much don't know how to work it all out. I guess I'll play it by ear, see how it goes. Tomorrow.

Write soon!

Yeah, I've been neglecting blogging and I've been neglecting any other kind of writing lately. Dealing with pain and stuff, y'know? Well, that's my excuse and I'm sticking with it.

I was at a Fourth of July party at a writer's house and there were a bunch of other writers there and one of them asked me if I was a writer and I hemmed and hawed and said no and then I admitted that I'd started writing again, but hadn't gotten very far yet. And that I thought I should get back to work on my novel but that it seemed so stale, maybe I would toss it and start afresh. She said that a lot of writers start something and put it away for years and years and then pick it up again and it works out fine.

So, yeah, maybe. Soon. I'll write soon.