Home now from house sitting for Vonda. While I was there, Michael Ehart and I finished revisions on a story I hope I'll be able to tell everyone about soon. Cause it's gonna get bought. I hope.
Thursday I start another stretch of house sitting--this one for ten days, in Shoreline. I'll be watering plants and walking Betty, a Beagle. And trying to ignore the thought that one of my friends died in this house. He has given his surviving lover every sign of influencing events in this place from beyond. I will clean a little living area for myself within the house, using salt, and I'll sing a lot. He was a musician.