here i am

Another day of pushing my body through time and space. I drove to Boston with a friend -  well, I didn't drive, but I empathised with the driver for TWELVE HOURS. It was a long drive but I ended up with loved ones. Now, today,  it's a lovely rainy day and there's a fire iin the fireplace. My son-in-law is a pyromaniac like me, I'm happy to say.  

The conversation over that long drive was stimulating and revealing and inspiring.  I get ideas and insights from my friend and mentor and I give him more understanding and patience than he receives from others,  more than he realises.  Hr sounds like a cynic and a misanthrope but he is really naive and soft-hearted, more than he realises. 

O wad some Power the giftie gie us
To see oursels as ithers see us! 
It wad frae mony a blunder free us

- or would it?  

Anyway, I have my next book in mind - after  my play reading in NYC, and after my fourth draft of the screenplay based on my partner's book,  and after finishing the screenplay I wrote during my course, and after polishing the cozy mystery I wrote (new names, better descriptions), and after selling (I WISH!) my memoir on ageing, with an epilogue to be written.  

I should worry about green bananas?