Monday, October 23
Nine
When you disappear into a novel for a month (or more!), the social ramifications are obvious. So maybe that's why we've got so much happening in the next nine days before it starts: tonight, a chamber orchestra concert including my daughter on violin; tomorrow, I take my son to see Bob Dylan down in Denver, and next Saturday we've got tickets to some sort of groovy percussion concert down at Denver University. And then, of course, Halloween. Distractions now are good. They might have to hold me.
Nine days to go.
Nine days to go.
