Sunday, July 14, 2002
I managed to revise Chapter Ten yesterday, which was a pretty minimal endeavor. What was rather odd was, upon reading straight through it, discovering that I actually liked the chapter. That doesn't happen very often.
But now I have to a) get the ms.-so-far ready to go to NYC tomorrow and b) get back to work on my Lovecraftian Sherlock Holmes story. And my enthusiasm tank is damned near empty at the moment.
Yesterday I read some Shelly and Matthew Arnold, but not much else. We had really wonderful rain all day, which would have been unqualifiedly nice, except the leak in the roof of my office has resumed. Come October, I am so out of here.
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