Today it's so far impossible to do anything on the book or my own writing. I'm not going to be angry about it (for that would be silly) but am going to chuck it out the window for today. Today is a bit lazy. I am lucky to have this luxury. I will (maybe) take a walk with Xander later or just let him play outside in the giant snow pile, and write while he plays out there. I need Gary's input on what should go in the book and what should be out. I need to exorcise some more demons. Lately I have been fantasizing about the possibility of moving back to Ohio. I am a moron, apparently.