I took all of my clothes that don’t fit me out of the closet, stripped them off the hangers and stuffed the clothes into bags to go to Goodwill. This is the follow-up act to last week’s giving away of the coats that no longer fit.
Yeah, it’s a thrill a minute around here.
I also washed yesterday’s dishes, edited the chunk of stuff I wrote yesterday, did research on bolas, and will soon make the internet vanish so I can write New Things today.
The cats. . .are all sleeping as dangerously as possible.
And that? Is all I’ve got.
I’ve got a snippet.
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Progress on Dragon in Exile: GOOD/Author satisfied
“Is there any thing that I might find for you?”
“A wise man who has lost nothing.”
“I do not think that such a man exists,” he said, coming to his feet. “Yet, if he does, I dare not bring him to you.”
“Why not?” she demanded.
“For then he would lose his heart, and that would be cruel.”