Sunday, June 01, 2003
To me, June 1st is always the first day of summer, even though I know, of course, that summer actually begins on the 21st. I also mark its end on the last day of August. Summer is three tidy months long and never mind if we often have summer weather here well into October.
Yesterday I wrote 1,467 words on Chapter Four of Murder of Angels. I found the end of the section I mentioned yesterday. Now it's back to the present of the novel.
I have a headache (sinuses) and it's Sunday and I have to write anyway.
I should save the words for the novel. I have a feeling that today might be a chore. I'll be longwinded in tomorrow's entry.
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