If On A Winter’s Night A Traveler, from Italo Calvino, have I recommended it to you yet? I think Barbara and her 50 pages of novels will enjoy it quite a bit. I recall wanting to throw it across the room. Because, well I cannot tell you why. I do not do spoilers. But, Oh my, what a plot, what a characterization, what a bunch of things I cannot tell you about without spoiling it.
It came to me from a coworker. She said it was her favorite book. But she would say no more about it. So I bought it. So I read it. So I understood why she liked it. I need to reread it.
Rose mentioned a book, a good book On Writing Well that she bought for $4.00. As an eBay add on. Now there are some binding the brain things that she references. But I had to have my own copy. Could I do it for four dollars also? I missed by nine cents. More on this when I have one.
A little Royal, a portable typewriter, taken into a coffee shop. With permission. I just assume that things are going to work out just fine. I plan with optimism and execute with pessimism. Or something like that. But I imagine a coffee shop with piped-in music, a little loud for my tastes. People talking, many with raised voices. How could anyone complain and I think, “they are going to notice my clacking of my typewriter? Or maybe it is the quietness of my hearing without my hearing aids. It is really quiet without them in.
Boxes of books eight for her and an unknown number for him. Those are going to weigh a ton, Empyting a moving truck always goes so much faster than loading it. I am looking forward to the moving process. And I am not even involved in the move. Hooray for them.
We have a bunch of stationary from my in-laws. I have 28 days of things to write to people. I have a couple of people that I am indebted with letters. Sorry readers, I should have sent you a letter earlier as a bit of practice, if nothing else. February is going to be a busy month for writing. Morning Pages, a correspondence, One Typed Page, and tracking it all. Yep, a busy month. With Lent coming up on the 17th. No, I am not Catholic or other religion that practices Lent. Back a few years ago I got involved as a joke. Then it was over and I thought to myself it was a great ritual. And I have given something up each year. Hey, it is only 40 days. Certainly, I can give up anything. Or so it seems.
— MichaelRpdx rkmm 1948